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RFG GRiM — Monster
Artist: → RFG GRiM
RFG GRiM — Monster — lyrics
{RFG Osama B}
Im RFG Osama B but MBS its all the same
I admit that ian shit she like damn friend why you so fake?
And thats cuz im on a mission i want all my opps in graves
Better shoot till it start clicking i dont want that nigga greased and thats on gang
Mac eleven came wit the dark chain
And its free all of my enemies thats locked up in that cage
I can’t wait wait till yall get out go on they block and celebrate
Wanted to hoop put that shit up now i boonk gats like circle k
{RFG GRiM}
Fuck how you feel fuck what you heard im sucka proof dont fuck wit nerds
RFG that be the gang rose from the grave bitch we can purge
Fuck what you claim and what you bang no second guess i upped a bird
My sniper line you we gon find you out the roof i say a word
{RFG Osama B}
Can’t speak on demos might get booked stuff thirty in this dirty drac
Otg luh alan b my two six grapehead from the grape
Chase down gang we chasin shit so tell them niggas not to play
Fuck around and kill my patna i know all these niggas fake
She like me i beat it up fuck from the back pull out her lace and
All them bitches know me im osama with a K
Drop the tints gone fuck him up praying a bullet hit his face
Crashing out like nine eleven fuck it thats my new b-day
{RFG GRiM}
What he said i want that nigga dead
Ten shots went through his head
Seven six twos get hot as fuck this torch might perm some dreads
White tee i paint it red
Get toasted bout the bread
Switch on the Glock i up the block and stop i might go fed
Opps scared to come outside
Post up they never slide
Bounce through they cuts and smoke a dutch its up avenge yo guys
Mask up its time to slide
They mad they patna died
Stuck on the pavement body shaking all his patnas cried
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