GraveDigger

By FTP Records

On FTP Tape*

Released on December 25, 2023

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[Intro]

Fye, you goin' crazy on this bitch

FTP Records, sign or die

It’s raw when you need cash only


[Verse]

I can't be your super hero, I don't save a bitch (Bitch)

Enrique Iglesias, so your bitch favorite (Yes)

Views goin’ up and unlike you, no, I don't pay for it (No)

I work magic on the stage, baby, I Criss Angel it (What?)

Up in smoke (Smoke), BONES goin' ghost (Ghost)

This rap game like a bitch, she gon' love you 'til she don't

Bulletproof the Ghost, fuck it, armor out the Chevy

Blaze around through Cohoctah, pistol grippin' out the window, wave

Five percent on the tint, fiending til' I get a hit

Slide until we catch ’em slip, lie to me likе a bitch

Right hand green, left hand red, I’m playing games with you

You ain't built for lifе, you the type to split the date with it

Shame, what a shame, how we left him in the rain (What?)

Shakin’ like a controller when your health getting drained

R.I.P., R.I.P., I let it rain

Pull up on me, come find me, now I'm away

Got some charges I don't need, but fuck it, I paid the fee

What's the use of havin’ green if you can't swiftly make 'em bleed?

Bitch, it's like that (That)

She sent a thousand texts, but I don't type back too, I don't like that (What?)

Livin' hell inside my cranium, I pack it like a stadium

I'm twitchin' from the nose bleeds, the planet, I am blamin' 'em

The waves, let me lay in 'em, the graves, let me play in 'em

If life is a game, I don't never wanna play again (What? Again)