Grave-Digger
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
I can't reveal how I'm coping with my problems
Leave yo' body rottin', put it on some ice so it don't stink up in the crib, you nasty fucker
Nasty fuckers tryna feel up on my cuttter
Cuts like butter, never stutter
Bitch I know just what I said
Fucked up in my head
How I'm feeling
Drugged up out my mind, I can feel my heart beating in my body
Bitch I'm hurting but they wouldn't know that
No, they wouldn't know that
They don't ever wanna ask me how I'm feeling
But they always wanna ask about my digits
They don't ever wanna ask me how i'm feeling
But they always wanna ask about my digits
Like what the fuck changed?
And who the fuck are you?
I don't want the fame
Don't give no fucks 'bout you
Like let him talk his shit
We pull up on him quick
My new bitch, she thicc
She back up on my dick
Never with the talking, we gon' catch him by surprise
Never with the talking, I just copped a new disguise
Tell me my music is trash but i'm still getting paid and they put it on blast
Making my moves and i'm going so fast, you bitches can't catch up, you're staying last
I do this shit and i'm having a blast, change up my style and I do it with class
Stay with your talking, you leaching, you rat
Pull up, you pussy, get hit with the bat
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
I can't reveal
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
I can't reveal how I'm coping with my problems
Leave yo' body rottin', put it on some ice so it don't stink up in the crib, you nasty fucker
Nasty fuckers tryna feel up on my cuttter
Cuts like butter, never stutter
Bitch I know just what I said
Fucked up in my head
How I'm feeling
Drugged up out my mind, I can feel my heart beating in my body
Bitch I'm hurting but they wouldn't know that
No, they wouldn't know that
They don't ever wanna ask me how I'm feeling
But they always wanna ask about my digits
They don't ever wanna ask me how i'm feeling
But they always wanna ask about my digits
Like what the fuck changed?
And who the fuck are you?
I don't want the fame
Don't give no fucks 'bout you
Like let him talk his shit
We pull up on him quick
My new bitch, she thicc
She back up on my dick
Never with the talking, we gon' catch him by surprise
Never with the talking, I just copped a new disguise
Tell me my music is trash but i'm still getting paid and they put it on blast
Making my moves and i'm going so fast, you bitches can't catch up, you're staying last
I do this shit and i'm having a blast, change up my style and I do it with class
Stay with your talking, you leaching, you rat
Pull up, you pussy, get hit with the bat
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
Dig a grave, put your body in the dirt
In your gut, twist it, pull it, then I move off of the scene
Imma lurk for you bitches tryna take me off the scene
How you feel? How you feel, with that blade inside your seal?
I can't reveal
Credits
Writer(s): Elliot Taylor
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