BSlime
Meet My Grave
I ain’t trying to look like them

Them n***as imposters

I ain’t trying to look like them

These n***as imposters

I ain’t trying to look like them

I ain’t trying to meet my grave so I got to stay with that stick

I’m not even rich

But I’ll drop a band on a fit not on a bitch

No counterfeit everything I do is legit

TikTok no we make em lip lock oh

Woah, I get it gone

Start the show no Chief Keef but you know we gone glow

Keeping my pole

Camera I pose

Who you supposed to be

You can’t get close to me

Keep it a buck with me family ties if you’re stuck with me

They can’t f*ck with me camе in this game that was luckily

She want to have lunch with mе but I know you a dog so hush puppy

I’m a designer freak, I spent a grip on my kicks and tees

I’m smoking this herb, I’m smoking this tree

I roll It in leaf, I’m rolling peace rip X

When Ms. Bertha died swear it hurt my heart when I got that text

Tears from mamas eyes all down to her chest

I know that she stressed

I ain’t trying to meet my grave so I got to stay with that stick
I’m not even rich

But I’ll drop a band on a fit not on a bitch

No counterfeit everything I do is legit

Tiktok no we make em lip lock oh

Woah, I get it gone

Start the show no Chief Keef but you know we gone glow

Keeping my pole

Camera I pose


Who you supposed to be

You can’t get close to me

I ain’t trying to meet my grave

So I got to stay with a pole

Money on me like a mole
No reason to troll

Now we in the store like we never seen it before

You better know that you choose your own fate down this road

You can’t see the way that I see

I’m the one you want to be

I came straight from the ground straight from the mud I turned to a beast

I had some people that said I would be in jail or deceased

The look on their face when they see I‘m living good I want to see

I ain’t trying to meet my grave so I got to stay with that stick

I’m not even rich

But I’ll drop a band on a fit not on a bitch

No counterfeit everything I do is legit

Tiktok no we make em lip lock oh

Woah, I get it gone

Start the show no Chief Keef but you Know we gone glow

Keep my pole

Camera I pose

Who you supposed to be

You can’t get close to me