Xavier Wulf
Gravesite
[idontknowjeffery]
I'm right in the front I don't stand in the background
The Glock on my hip, I'm not passing a pat-down
Like Venus, Serena I'm pulling them racks out
My foot on they neck and I'm making them tap out
If somebody press me I'm beating the crap out 'em
If somebody press me I'm beating the shit out 'em
N***a got made 'cause I hit a lick without him

Yeah

I'm right in the front I don't stand in the background
The Glock on my hip, I'm not passing a pat-down
Like Venus, Serena I'm pulling them racks out
My foot on they neck and I'm making them tap out
If somebody press me I'm beating the crap out 'еm
If somebody press me I'm bеating the shit out 'em
Bitch got mad 'cause I fucked a bitch without her

[Xavier Wulf]
I pull up, you duckin', you making me laugh
I heard he was broke, he be running from tabs
All of my n***as got money for grabs
We enter the club they run from the back
Pull up, I'm screamin' "it ain't nun of that"
And don't get it twisted I shoot at ya plaque
All them lil n***as know better than that
I'm sipping on Yac while I spoke on a flat
I'm irritated 'cause where was he at?
When I pull up he try to squeeze through the back
She feel like I don't love her like that
I could see how she could come up with that
I don't see how you be dealing with that
If he thinking he tough, I'll be dealing with that
I'm on the map like wherever you at...
Strapped
[idontknowjeffery]
I'm pulling the trigger he pulling his hamstring
I'm getting this money I'm doing my damn thing
The money keep calling every time that the phone ring
N***as ain't fucking with none of the home team
Bitch got a daughter I bought her a pony
Mix up the beat like Baloney , yo
Passing the Glock 45 to my homie
I need to go turn myself in in the morning
I turn myself in in the morning I wake up
Turn off the lights and I fuck up her makeup
Getting this money, I'm keeping my paystubs
Get me a check and take that to the shake junct
Take that to the ass club
I dump at police now they calling for backup
Upping the Glock and I shot at the bastard
He ran from the glizzy the bullets was faster
Pretend like I love her, I could be an actor
Pretend like I love her, I could be in movies
Beat the pussy up that's animal cruelty
Caught me some shrooms and I'm making a smoothie
...and I'm doing it smoothly
Pick up a thot and we sipping on Truly's
I'm making this money you making excuses
...keep making excuses
Upping the Glock I'm a shoot at some losers
Say what you want I'm not clearing now rumors
Thousand on shoes I'm not wearing no Pumas
Shoot at his head I just gave him a tumor
He might die tomorrow he need to die sooner
Murk me a n***a pull up to the funeral
Murk me a n***a pull up to the gravesite
Creep on the opps, I pull up on the late night
I po' up the lemonade, my n***a I hate Sprite
I just went left on a bitch cause I ain't right
Finna go slide on the opps tell 'em "hang tight"
Tell them n***as "hang on"
Choppa be singing the same song
Wake up in the morning break up with a redbone
Put my pants on then head home
I dumped on the opps now I'm leaving the __
Bought me a glizzy I shoot at your dandruff
Question 'bout Jeffery don't give her no answers
Shitting on n***as I'm losing my manners
Shitting on n***as I'm losing my manners
I lower my standards, I pull up with hammers