Single / Track
No Grabba
Lyrics
How could I tell him?
I mean, how did you know when you were in love?
It's nothing like the sluts to keep you in the mood
I know you're not happy, you can't escape no religion
I'm early as bounty hunters, knockin', Frederick Douglass
Upped the yammy like, 'y'all ain't leave me no options'
Gas station vacuumed the Camry before we hit the border, I'm not them
Shot is off the shoulder, high off the backboard score
'Cause I learnt on chained necks and crooked rims
'Round the same time I learnt you not gon' survive out here with no friends
But friends'll know you gon' have to fight your own battles in the end, bro (them people ain't die for you)
Born alone, die alone, homes
You already know I know it's no next of kin, though
Strippers on the head of a pin, flights like I'm pushing ten
Regulate the inflow, spin the lazy susan
Soundman approach with the mic
Waved him off like 'let me just talk to 'em'
No grabba, no grabba, not never (let me just talk to 'em!)
No grabba, no grabba, not never, not never
No grabba, no grabba, not never
No grabba, no grabba, no
No grabba, not never
No grabba, not never, not never
No grabba, not never
No grabba, not
No grabba, not never
How could I tell him?
I mean, how did you know when you were in love?
It's nothing like the sluts to keep you in the mood
It sure isn't
No grabba, no grabba
Buddy looking half-dead, but I'm no doctor
The moment she was single, we leapt into bed like the floor is lava
Pinch my nose and get this bread like Iron Man flowing, I'm known in Kinshasa
Kitchen kin Rwanda, I don't know no Lingala but please know it's no grabba in the spliff
First in show, I love that lil-
I'm old and slow, but I'll still get you 14 and 6, a couple assists
The more I listened, the more I knew his whole thing was a grift
(And it worked!) and it fits
Two left feet picking through piles of kicks outside the gas chamber
Ask God's forgiveness but this nigga never wavers
No grabba, no grabba, not never
No grabba, no grabba, not never, not never
No grabba, no grabba, not never
No grabba, no grabba, no
No grabba, not never
Collect calls in the media shower
Flame trail behind, reconsidering power
World trade temple
Tower like NBA Africoin centers in the '90s
Twin Glocks, playing for my dinner
Ginger cut pepper chip, navy finger
Gimme the light, said stretch
Her whole spliff hard to pull, virgin tight
Like Jamaican security atcha neck
Hang gliding from the split ends of your beard
No grabba, no grabba, not never
No grabba, no grabba, not never, not never
No grabba, no grabba, not never
No grabba, no grabba, no
No grabba, not never
No grabba, not never, not never
No grabba, not never
No grabba, not-
No grabba, not never