Lyrical Lemonade - Say Ya Grace Lyrics

Lyrical Lemonade Say Ya Grace cover art

Say Ya Grace Lyrics by Lyrical Lemonade

[Chief Keef Intro]
The beat go off? Prrt, prrt
Hey, is this Sosa? Am I speaking to Sosa right now? (Bang, bang)
Who the fuck is you?
I don’t know and I just wanted you to ‘xplain some to me, ayy
Ayy, explain ya ass, nigga

[Chief Keef Chorus]
I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then piss on they grave (On they grave)
Lil’ nigga, don’t get hit, don’t get grazed (Don’t get grazed, phew)
I saw a Superman, now you saved (Now you saved)
Pussy, before you eat, say your grace (Say your grace)
You already know these Bs, they not Js (These Bs)
I got her too high, she think she laced (Oh my god)
I be on her head like a lace (Lace, ayy)

[Lil Yachty Verse 1]
(Go)
Beaned up (Off a bean)
Bottega jeans, I ain’t even (I ain’t even)
Bottega jeans, I ain’t even (I ain’t even)
Bottega jeans, I ain’t even wear ’em yet (Go)
Ain’t walkin’ in that bitch, they ain’t pay me yet (Go)
She mad, in the bed like, “You ain’t strike me yet” (Go)
Geeking out of state, my [?] bitch Puerto Rican (Mm)
Beat the ho, flew in, we treat a Tuesday like the weekend
Suck me like you mean it, I’ma bless you like a deacon (Mm)
‘Til a nigga die, I ain’t gon’ lie, that shit ain’t even (Mm)
Catch her while she leakin’, she gon’ [?] all the semen (Mm)
Worry ’bout your streaming, all that rich got me [?]

[Chief Keef Chorus]
I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then piss on they grave (On they grave)
Lil’ nigga, don’t get hit, don’t get grazed (Don’t get grazed, phew)
I saw a Superman, now you saved (Now you saved)
Pussy, before you eat, say your grace (Say your grace)
You already know these Bs, they not Js (These Bs)
I got her too high, she think she laced (Oh my god)
I be on her head like a lace (Lace, ayy)

[Chief Keef Verse 2]
I’m with my crew, win or lose
I’m a boss, Terry Crews (Terry Crews)
Them hunnid bands, huh, they crip, blue (Crip, blue)
I’m in a Humvee with six troops (With six troops)
What you wanna do? No fist too (No fist too)
Get your bitch a sip of the wrist juice (Wrist juice)
Ayy, she meltin’ all on my wrist too (Brr)
Ayy, but I’m a icy nigga, it’s cool (Brr)

[Chief Kee Chorus]
I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then piss on they grave (On they grave)
Lil’ nigga, don’t get hit, don’t get grazed (Don’t get grazed, phew)
I saw a Superman, now you saved (Now you saved)
Pussy, before you eat, say your grace (Say your grace)
You already know these Bs, they not Js (These Bs)
I got her too high, she think she laced (Oh my god)
I be on her head like a lace (Lace)