​grabba lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Slide with that choppa
Hit you and your brother
Me and John gon' hit your mother
And we just might hit your brother
My boy [?]
pus*y slippery like some butter
Run the boy, get hit with that kutta
Not DC, I'm live from the gutta
b*tch, I'm live from the truck
Bust down rollie, no Kai Cenat
I'ma pull up with that [?]
Finna pull up with my slatt
Bullets, they gon' hit yo' ass
And I'm smoking on that gas
Put that lil' boy in a pack
And my drac' gon' give you a tat
Pull up, [?]
Tell the DJ run it back
I'm with John, that's my slatt
I'm with John, that's my twin
Boy you ass, you is [?]
Finna blow up, Osama Bin Laden