Graveyard

[Hook: PnB Rock]

From the jungle where them niggas yeah they play hard

Ina trap all night pullin graveyard

Hella straps, i just got me an new AR

I got no raps outtin niggas ina graveyard

[Chorus: Lor Scoota] 2x

Nigga play we goin send em to the graveyard

Big four fifth, blow ya face off

Nigga play we goin send em to the graveyard

Shoots fired to late can't take off

[Verse 1: Lor Scoota]

Im in the trenches

You niggas is bitches

Stay in my business more than my bitches

Fuck out my face, stay in ya place

Hating ass niggas won't let me be great

They goin make me end up catching a case

He goin end up catching one to the face

Runni ya mouth, live in ya mother house

Niggas tweeting some shit they wouldn't even say

Get online, like scoota a bitch, fuck where he from I'd say it to his face

Pull in the trench with a big four fifth, niggas dont say shit, who got something to say

Pull up on a bitch, i ain't gotta say shit, she goin jump right in when she see my face

Gotta wear a mask when i do a nigga dirty, anybody can be a witness, who don't know me

It was Mr. Bird Flu, first thing they goin say, thats what the money for get you hit broad day

You got money still whore, keep it on me everyday

That nigga been a whore, I know yo from around the way

Drop another diss song you goin be ina grave

Put that shit on Eddie B grave, SON!

Teach ya ass how to behave, niggas mad cause im taking the wave

Ain't got no raps say my name ina rap dont let 16 bars get ya ass clapped, cause i got 16 hollows in strap, riding round dark tint windows ona AC

Heard a nigga look for me know exactly where im at

1500 selling scrambled, coke & smack

Get hit with the choppa you ain't neva coming back

[Hook & Chorus]

[Verse 2: Lor Scoota]

Trap all night, work graveyard shift

1 in the morning sales still getting hit

Got cut on the scale, hella blow ona table, ina hotel breaking down grams watchin cable

Whole sale, I'll give it too you for the 80, thats 4,000 if you tryna get 50

You looking for the pounds i can call my nigga 50

Bet he on his block right now sellin 50s

Come thru hit the phone boy what you need

Scrambled, coke, smack, ready, percs & weed

Got it all nigga yeah we got it all nigga

Young nigga poppin percs like they tylenol nigga

I be gettin wasted like a rockstar nigga

Straight from the block, ima block star nigga

Big face rollie, got a clock on nigga, Reach for my watch you get shit lor nigga

Graveyard, pkay hard got no raps puttin niggas in graveyard

Yeah I rap but i still go straight hard

Yeah i strap everywhere all day long

I be going ape shit, all my niggas day 1

Planet of the apes, boy all you see is king kongs

Knock the bones out ya face, with this big nina

Reach for my ice get the choir singers

Come to the funeral, kill the choir singers

Its gonna be a funeral casket ringing

If I say fuck these niggas i mean it

Been itching for a body, my adrenaline kickin in

Leanin of the lean, got me bent like a kick stand

Choppa so big I can lean on this bitch man

Use it like a can beat nigga with that bitch man

[Hook & Chorus]