Gratata (with NEDARB NAGROM and iglooghost) [remastered] lyrics

(Dah da da dah
Daa da da dah)
X∞

[Dunzo Donalds Verse]
I’m high– catch me breathin’ in the stratosphere
Crazy how my sad disappears whenever Ned is near
He starts rappin’ weird with Ghost and that’s the clan
Thinkin’ up a master plan– semi-circle pass the plant
Pass the reefer “Oh my god I can’t believe-a”
Bet that I could catch a thief
A cliff-hanger for the sequel he’s my equal!
I wish that I could be bilingual
I wish I wasn’t single– pass the fatty can of Pringles
That’s the thing tho
‘Fore I exit like the turnpike
Take my turn like takin’ tissue for the sperm wipe
I might learn to fight– take a class and learn at night
Just so I ca' earn the right to
Burn a kite discern I’m white– I tie my shoes
f*ck whatever that might mean to you
Landscape is green and blue
No I never read the news
I need the tools to do my dirty work
Worms for the early bird
Birthday be the thirty first
And them is just my flirty words
[NEDARB NAGROM Verse]
Feelin’ so grand
Assemble a plan
Don’t love for the man
Penobscot the clan
Fry like a pan
Fly as a fan
They won’t understand
So never again
I’m smokin’ and yes I be sippin’
Old Ned he be on a mission
Every trap b*tch I’mma kill it!
All of them bases– I steal it
b*tches don’t know with the flows
You know how it f*ckin’ goes
Always surrounded by dro
Money I think I need mo’
Talkin’ ‘bout all of these women man f*ck ‘em
I got a great one and I love her
Penobscot man they be my brothers
Comin’ from another mother

[iglooghost Verse]
Highly selasi
The lion the joude
Manueva the coupers
I OT the ruler
All of these jewelers
Got bop in they booper
Again and again like I’m carrin' a looper
Yo f*ck a Migos flow
Carve the initials or p*ss in the snow like
Yo cuz the color my faux
She be eyein’ my coat
She should be waterproof– discount soap!
Yah yah
(du du du dudle u du)
Yo like yo
Dead Kennedys
Ill Hennessy
A hundred quarts, blots and a mothaf*ckin’ gem a freak!
SoundCloud producers– that’s the enemy
Air a B tilt the tune peace to Benny B!
Yo! I’m on that mopey ting
Comparable to motherf*ckin’ thin rope and string
Yang and yin like yo
Yahoo! or Bing right?
A haiku screw it up and toss it in the bin!