Gratata lyrics

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​polearm


[Intro]
I see you standing, n*gga
You got no legs too?
f*ck that sh*t n*gga
Stand up if you ain't got no f*cking legs, n*gga
If you ain't got sh*t to say n*gga don't say it
No n*gga, but if you talking sh*t then stand up n*ggy

[Verse 1]
See yo' grandma walking down the street
I had to steal her crutches
How you cap on your mans before your moms?
I’m very ashamed
I know your girl, dirty pus*y
By the way, you inflamed
My mama told me "Lil' Ke', if he talk take his neck"

[Chorus]
Like bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, uh
Click reload like gratatata, uh
Come for our gang you get
Knock, knock, knock, knocked
If you a real f*cking n*gga
Press those goofy-ass ops

[Verse 2]
Put them hands up
Woke up today
Like Kiki who you finna' f*ck up?
Bank is my b*tch
I’m really 'bout to f*ck a check up
Walked into Walgreens
Like "I need all of y’all hand soaps"
Wash all my sins
I got of list of opps to f*ck up
Shhhh
Keep that sh*t on the down-low
Illegal loading torrents
For butcher knifes and some gates codes
Don’t hide your kids
Hide yourself
I’m at your gate bro
Love and all that sh*t does go far until you cross me
I don't like that
If yo' mama taught you manners
Then you wouldn’t have to talk back, uh
That’s some backlash
You the type of person to walk in a park and flash pass
Weird ass n*gga, you act like I can't pop back

[Chorus]
Like bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, uh
Click reload like gratatata, uh
Come for our gang you get
Knock, knock, knock, knocked
If you a real f*cking n*gga
Press those goofy-ass ops
Like bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, uh
Click reload like gratatata, uh
Come for our gang you get
Knock, knock, knock, knocked
If you a real f*cking n*gga
Press those goofy-ass ops
[Bridge]
Put them hands up
Lay that sh*t out
Put yo' hands up
Lay that sh*t out
Put yo' hands up
Lay that sh*t out
Put yo' hands up
Lay that sh*t out

[Verse 3]
Only thinking 'bout my demons
I don't really f*ck with n*ggas
I’ve been trying to feed my family
Since my talents gave me bands
I'm a Shea butter baby
Like Chiquita
Das' my f*cking n*gga
Outlaw one star
I’m a cowboy seeking Bebop
Tenchi Muyo!
In a harem
Only beef talk
Half y’all n*ggas vegan
GMO's got you weak
Stop
Soul reaper n*gga
Zanpakutō
And some green Crocs
Lucky cloe'
Yeah, I be kicking till my f*cking heart stops
[Chorus]
Like bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, uh
Click reload like gratatata, uh
Come for our gang you get
Knock, knock, knock, knocked
If you a real f*cking n*gga
Press those goofy-ass ops

[Outro]
Kbaby up on some cute sh*t
Free my n*gga Boof
f*ck a cell b*tch
Yap yap yap
All I see is talk and no movement
We can really get to it
'Cause growing up if you didn’t move
Then them n*ggas would run sh*t
Came from the bottom
We grow to the top
Motherf*cker we run don't stop
Got the drop in this double cup so
Kiki leaning and I got that bop
Like bah
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