Grave

Grave

Summer Walker

One more ni*** come around these parts
Talking that shit, hmm
Oh, put it on my grave, ni***
I’ma throw a fit, ayy
One more ni*** come around these parts
Talking that shit, hmm
Put it on my grave, ni***
I’ma throw a fit

Put it on my grave, ‘ave, hey
If you want it, baby
Put it on my grave, ‘ave, yeah
Alright now

What do you get?
With a body without the soul
Just a pussyprint imprinted
Just another name on the road
You don’t lay your hat nowhere
For too long, rolling stone
That might work for other kittens
But not for me, so don’t call my phone

Put it on my grave, ‘ave, hey
If you want it, baby
Put it on my grave, ‘ave, yeah, hey

Oh, oh, thinkin’ it’s a joke
Oh, thinkin’ it’s a joke, oh
Oh, thinkin’ it’s a joke now
It ain’t no joke, I’m about to explode

Ayy-ayy, hey
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Come on, come on, come on, come on, hey, yeah yeah
Hmm, yeah yeah, yeah

Grave

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