Death Grip

Call this shit the death grip Looking for an exit But you cant find none Extra CBD makes for some nice filled lungs But this shit right here is THC packed I'm back, relapsed on some sicker shit Tell my bitch to stop her fuckn bickering Don't have to put no liquor in Hitting this joint Is like drinking two bottles Going full throttle On my GF everything is realuh Pounds of the killuh is burning gorilla On this shit Like fiends buying cartons daily They calling this That new strain "leaf" Every day I sing this song Chillin with my royal palms Wonderful how we got here Death grip So my niggas out here Spreadn that good The bombest shit Comes from the hood Ya we lightn up The Chem Dawg Ya its biting rough Time to rifle up my niggas Gotta hold tight There's no such thing as death We gotta whole life