Pi’erre Bourne
Grave Digger
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Doe Boy]
Tell you how it go (Swear)
Woke up out my sleep, I felt hotter than a stove (Woo, woo, woo)
Runnin' down the steps, hit him with the Draco (Grr)
Now they droppin' tears, had the fuckin' case closed (Yeah)
I can't get revealed by no bitch, I know I go (Let's go, I know I go)
How you let her left? You the one that really chose (Fool)
Hang her on the shelf, she been creepin' with the bro (Bitch)
I been drinkin' yeast (Bitch), Yellow 'Tussin four (Let's go)
Akeelah and the Bee, diamond heels for her toes
My dawg caught a murder 'cause they tried to wipe her nose
But he kindly let it hit, man, he bled out in the store (Hahaha)
Had to take off on the johnnys, but my lawyer got it solved (Let's go, he got it solved)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Doe Boy]
They call me a gravedigger (Yeah, rrr), I'm a gravedigger (Yeah, rrr)
I'm a gravedigger (Yeah, rrr), n***a, I'm a gravedigger (Let's go, yeah)
We done ate n***as (We done ate n***as)
X-cage n***as (X-cage n***as)
Before I save n***as (Before I save n***as)
I'd rather shave n***as (I'd rather shave n***as)
Bitch, I'm a gravedigger (Rrr), I'm a gravedigger (Rrr)
I'm a gravedigger (Rrr), n***a, I'm a gravedigger (Let's go)
Off the bat (Off the bat)
We eat rats (Boy, let's go, we eat rats)
We want smoke, n***a (Hold on, hold on, smoke)
Real shit (Let's go, Doe Beezy)
[Verse 2: Doe Boy]
All I hang around is gravediggers (Gravediggers)
Bunch of gang n***as (Bunch of gang n***as)
Comin' up, we used to practice shootin' J's, n***a (Shootin J's, n***a)
Don't fuck with fake n***as (Fake n***as)
We rock lames, n***a (We rock lame n***as)
N***as scared to sell me shit, I burn my name (Burn my name, Doe Beezy)
In that 'Rari, but I used to ride the train, n***a (skrrt-skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Takin' shit at the rapper's station, I'm still the same, n***a (Oh, really?)
I've been shootin' since a youngin, I'm really insane, n***a (Really insane, rrr, yeah)
No, I don't shoot shit up no more, just give 'em K's, n***a (Oh, really?)
I can't leave with no pipe (No, no)
Play with me, it's on sight (Let's go)
Better not play me like no rapper, grab this pole, drop this mic
You not brave, n***a (You not brave, n***a)
Not no gang member (Not no gang member)
Get three years being sent to sleep down in that cage, n***a (No cap)
Hundred racks inside a backpack, where your sack at?
Pussy boy, you better not flash that, I'ma snatch that (Let's go)
Talkin' gangster, where your strap at? (Hold on), better blast that
How these n***as say they slatt, but can't slime? Ain't stamp that, pussy

[Chorus: Young Thug & Doe Boy]
They call me a gravedigger (Yeah, rrr), I'm a gravedigger (Yeah, rrr)
I'm a gravedigger (Yeah, rrr), n***a, I'm a gravedigger (Let's go, yeah)
We done ate n***as (We done ate n***as)
X-cage n***as (X-cage n***as)
Before I save n***as (Before I save n***as)
I'd rather shave n***as (I'd rather shave n***as)
Bitch, I'm a gravedigger (Rrr), I'm a gravedigger (Rrr)
I'm a gravedigger (Rrr), n***a, I'm a gravedigger (Let's go)
Off the bat (Off the bat)
We eat rats (Boy, let's go, we eat rats)
We want smoke, n***a (Hold on, hold on, smoke)
Real shit (Let's go)
[Post-Chorus: Doe Boy]
Got them real shooters with me, n***a, know I came with 'em (Gang, gang)
Wanna ride with 'em? Might as well jump in this grave wit 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Got them real shooters with me, n***a, know I came with 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Wanna ride with 'em? Might as well jump in this grave wit 'em (Yeah, yeah)
That's on gang (Oh, really?)

[Outro: Doe Boy]
Gang, gang, gang