Say Ya Grace Lyrics : This song sung by Lyrical Lemonade, Chief Keef & Lil Yachty, is a new addition to the English music scene, featured in the album “All Is Yellow”. Lyrics of this song are penned by Lil Yachty, Cole Bennett and music for this track was produced by Chief Keef.

Say Ya Grace Song Details
Singers : Lyrical Lemonade, Chief Keef, Lil Yachty
Album : All Is Yellow
Lyrics : Lil Yachty, Cole Bennett, Chief Keef, Young Chop, Van McCoy
Music : Carlton McDowell, Chief Keef, Cole Bennett
Label : Lyrical Lemonade

Say Ya Grace Lyrics

The beat go off? Prrt, prrt
Hey, is this Sosa? Am I speaking to Sosa right now? (Bang, bang)
Who the f*ck is you?
I don’t know and I just wanted you to ‘xplain some to me, ayy
Ayy, explain ya a**, ni*ga

I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then p*ss on they grave (On they grave)
Lil’ ni*ga, don’t get hit, don’t get grazed (Don’t get grazed, phew)
I saw a Superman, now you saved (Now you saved)
P*ssy, 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)

(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 b*tch, they ain’t pay me yet (Go)
She mad, in the bed like, “You ain’t strike me yet” (Go)
Geeking out my state, my DR b*tch 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 ni*ga die, I ain’t gon’ lie, that shit ain’t even (Mm)
Catch her while she leakin’, she gon’ guzzle up all the semen (Mm)
Worry ’bout your streaming, all that rich shit got me beamin’

I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then p*ss 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)
P*ssy, 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)

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 b*tch a sip of the wrist juice (Wrist juice)
Ayy, she meltin’ all on my wrist too (Brr)
Ayy, but I’m a icy ni*ga, it’s cool (Brr)

I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then p*ss on they grave (On they grave)
Lil’ ni*ga, don’t get hit, don’t get grazed (Don’t get grazed, phew)
I saw a Superman, now you saved (Now you saved)
P*ssy, 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)