Granny!

Granny where the yams is
I'm grand granted, this green gracefully gon
Grab you by the panties, and prance blandly
In the abstract of rappers running from ransom they handled
They handed, they hand in or hand it, we hack it
To splatter the fragmented, patterns of the adolescent
Snapping, the fuck happened
They capped my granny, they grabbed her rags and ritualistically

Bagged manipulated this brood of these students
To glisten foolish through jewels, tutelage ruthlessly doodled
Few quippy druids drew in new incenses, nuisances nuanced
To do whatever they used to, a United State of confusion
Taken raked in the shake, use all the paper they drew on
And fuck the faces imbued the slave owners rulin', this shit screwy
How they, take all the tunes of negro and noose
How they, rape up the music to mangle some juice
Mandingo youth you view neighbors impatiently waiting coiled up
Brace for recoil to blow your face to the soil
Just toil tanks in the snake pit give ammunition to joyless
Roll the royce for the royals don't let em spoil, brandish
All the hammers you was handed to fuck with the other man
Keep tom cats up in uncle's lil cabin suffering through jerry's hell
Niggas with aptitude to act a fool off mother's goose, FAIRYTALE
Eluded by massive pooch fangs bared but they wear it dressed like

Granny where the yams is
I'm grand granted, this green gracefully gon'
Grab you by the panties, and prance blandly
So fuck your family, I'll put hammers to they scalp
All for the capital, ill grasp this pole, hood on my back
And a basket full of cash, how I got it it don't matter
For my granny, my granny
My granny

So why the fuck would you wave a stick and post
I'ma win garter dumb leverage osa
Permanently nigga creeping closer
For the bread I'll toast ya when ojos closed
I'll red ya robe to get this debt unrolled
Granny growed a grammy quote
Chance to show what's rap to those
Crackers grown to lack exposure
But you flash on the gram talk in cap
Like you wouldn't get capped in a boatload for yapping
Passive to impact that death has on factions
You pimped up to act how the planet think black is
And here come the wolves, wolves
Salute from a video shoot and imbue you with fluid
Diluted new music and if you do chew lead
That's you pushing daisies you bitch you not corn
You a maize when performing the hate that you swore
That just made you a corpse but shit I'ma stay warm
So I'm okkk
I'm okkk, I'm okkk
I'm openly hating the folks that just made me
Mo dough than a bakery stones throw
From some slavery we own what you making
So dont disobey me you nigger you know that I hoed you and paid you
Tote nitro l'm punching need Geico to clutch ya
Fee fi fo I fumble Tec 9s can get touchy
But I just stay rough and I scat way I'm scheming to pop
Your brother your bride and your mother
Your uncle your cousin your fam in atlanta
Gone all get put on a camisa
Act like can get past the status quo
I'll put a hammer to throat of your grandma

Granny where the yams is
I'm grand granted, this green gracefully gon
Grab you by the panties, and prance blandly
So fuck your family, I'll put hammers to they scalp
All for the capital, ill grasp this pole, hood on my back
And a basket full of cash, how I got it it don't matter
For my granny, my granny
My granny



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Writer(s): Kyvaille Edge
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