Graa Graa

By Y2

On Triller

Released on February 20, 2021

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Whoever want smoke

5 G's in a ghost

It's lookin like wifi

I keep a lil Haitian these niggas hatin

Say it like sak pa

I'm coming with base

Put one in the air

They know that I pop fly

Just running these plays

I'm not from the H but I need it chop chop

Back street with the gang that choppa don't sang

Tell yo baby bye bye

What more can I say bitch I'm still the wave

You niggas gone wipe out

You all in the way that la Macarena have yo ass cha cha

Some shit never change

Still sipping that paint don't fuck with no vodka

Beef on yo mind Lady Gaga

Hop out that bitch and go graa graa

Keep a lil shottah like wa gwan

All in yo window lil pop lock

Promethazine ain't no matcha

These niggas op get a autopsy

Beat that shit I think I'm Arza

Come with that smoke like it's za za

Say yo goodbye nigga ta ta

I keep it melo likе Lala

Ain't talking money no habla

Wet up yo shit this the car wash

Hit for that notе like a opera

Black but I'm whippin that blanca

Shots in this bitch like it's Gaza

Ain't gon here nothing but graa graa

Chain on me fresh out the agua

Yo bitch call me Ja Ja

Tre k for the song

Don't come at me wrong or make em say ah ah

That bitch ain't fucking then blah blah

I call a lil thot thot

That chicken strip for the Popeyes

I am the sauce and the pasta

Stay in that box like I'm Paquio

Pull up all black not a swat car

It's why I still mob on the south side

I need that chip like a salsa

Niggas still trapping in casa

Only the fam and la rasa

Diamonds on me not the plata

My shit go up like it's nasa

Came with that laser chewbacca

Flame on looking like Flocka

I'm killing these hoes

I'm bout to put suicide doors on the Tesla

These niggas ain't mob

These niggas all fraud I swear they imposter

That fish on the scale that shit lookin stale

I'm cookin with basa

Bitch on my hip that's a graa graa

Broke niggas still on the sideline

I just put purp in a Shasta

Yo bitch sweat me like a locker

Gun in yo face now you cock eyed

I'm still the shit like a toddler

Luis don't fuck wit no Zara

Always ride round with that choppa

My nigga crooked like swastika

Graa graa

Gotta keep it silent keep one on the body

You know that he solid

Graa graa

Young nigga wildin but don't talk about it

You know that he solid

Graa graa

Gotta keep it poppin

Take one any problem

You know that he solid

Graa graa

Young nigga wildin but still out chere mobbin

You know that he solid