SAY MY GRACE (Explicit)

[00:00.00]SAY MY GRACE (Explicit) - Offset/Travis Scott
[00:00.23]Lyrics by:Anderson Hernandez/Douglas Ford/Isaac De Boni/Jacques Webster/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Maneesh Bidaye/Michael John Mulé
[00:00.88]Composed by:Anderson Hernandez/Douglas Ford/Isaac De Boni/Jacques Webster/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Maneesh Bidaye/Michael John Mulé
[00:01.53]Produced by:FNZ/Maneesh/Offset/Vinylz
[00:01.73]Woah
[00:02.67]Shh whew whew whew whew
[00:07.44]Hey
[00:08.51]Make room on my plate
[00:09.93]I just said my grace and then I ate
[00:12.00]Ate
[00:12.45]Got a particular taste
[00:13.86]I just stuffed my pockets and my face
[00:16.15]Okay
[00:16.33]Okay let's have a debate
[00:17.56]Woo
[00:17.79]We talking 'bout popping I promise I'm feeling a way
[00:19.96]Who
[00:20.23]I took the bodies up out of my closet
[00:22.01]I buried 'em deep and they still in the way
[00:23.73]Still in the way
[00:24.25]I know some lil' niggas got baptized trap guys
[00:26.27]Trap guys
[00:26.59]They can't put the drillin' away
[00:27.78]Way
[00:28.21]Had to part ways with the sad vibes bad guy
[00:30.43]You might be a villain today
[00:31.50]Villain today hey
[00:32.20]Ask God why I didn't get a answer
[00:33.98]Why
[00:34.39]Why lose my brother to bullets
[00:36.03]Why
[00:36.37]Why lose my grandma to cancer
[00:38.04]Why
[00:38.35]Why me God
[00:39.09]I need answers
[00:39.99]Why
[00:40.22]Why young niggas straight out Atlanta
[00:41.99]Why
[00:42.25]Why the judge and the cops tryna jam us
[00:43.96]Why
[00:44.23]Why I keep getting all of these chances
[00:45.98]Why
[00:46.23]Why me God
[00:46.94]I need answers
[00:47.83]Hey
[00:47.98]Speak your mind and it might get you canceled
[00:49.74]Canceled
[00:50.12]Pinky ring and it cost me a phantom
[00:51.72]Phantom
[00:52.00]Wack the witness the evidence tampered
[00:53.62]Wack
[00:53.90]Dirty money the safe is the hamper
[00:55.44]Dirty money
[00:55.94]Yeah my ***** she a star and I stamped her
[00:57.53]Stamped her
[00:58.03]P.E. Jordan three that's a sampler
[00:59.42]P.E.
[00:59.78]I don't wanna do it but I gotta do it
[01:01.79]Gotta kill you nigga if it's me or you
[01:03.56]Hey
[01:03.78]He got fire I got fire nigga lighter fluid
[01:05.55]Fire
[01:05.80]Got away from the haters say Hallelujah
[01:07.52]Bye
[01:07.75]**** be crazy this **** be the closest to you
[01:09.59]Crazy
[01:09.78]It's okay 'cause they know that I come to do it
[01:11.64]Hey
[01:11.83]Hold your V up for Virgil exclusive Louis
[01:13.45]V
[01:13.71]******* geeking and tweaking I hit a U
[01:15.41]Geek
[01:15.63]Wrist is hitting and glistening this **** a movie
[01:17.45]Glistenin'
[01:17.68]If it's smoke at the door then I'm tending to it
[01:19.41]Smoke
[01:19.85]Watch when I step Murikami my belt
[01:21.43]Hey
[01:21.64]Angel on my shoulder but the devil on the left
[01:23.45]Devils
[01:23.74]I got a mill' not a mill' for my shelf
[01:25.41]Million
[01:25.72]I do it alone I own myself
[01:27.33]Alone
[01:27.65]Nigga stay home before your dome get left
[01:29.53]Bow
[01:29.65]Niggas playing dirty hit below my belt
[01:31.37]Dirty
[01:31.66]I'ma get the bag do the show myself
[01:33.27]Show
[01:33.55]Do that **** again had to show myself
[01:35.12]Make room on my plate
[01:36.49]I just said my grace and then I ate
[01:38.58]Ate
[01:38.93]Got a particular taste
[01:40.05]'Ticular taste
[01:40.56]I just stuffed my pockets and my face
[01:42.76]Okay
[01:42.94]Okay let's have a debate
[01:44.08]Woo
[01:44.33]We talking 'bout popping I promise I'm feeling a way
[01:46.49]Who
[01:46.78]I took the bodies up out of my closet
[01:48.61]I buried 'em deep and they still in the way
[01:50.29]Still in the way
[01:50.84]I filled up the crib with cars the halls
[01:52.55]With all and all I'm still having space
[01:54.43]Yeah space
[01:54.77]Got a particular taste picky eater
[01:56.45]I guess but I'm still stuffing my face
[01:58.26]Yeah yeah
[01:58.87]She got a natural wrap like a natural do
[02:00.78]It's lit
[02:01.08]Like the blunt she don't like that **** laced
[02:02.55]Woo
[02:02.75]I was outside of the building I'm owning the spot
[02:04.81]Want a B then you gotta have faith
[02:06.19]Ooh
[02:06.58]I'm in a meditate state
[02:07.68]Ever since we lost bro ain't really much more I can Take
[02:10.28]I pop a ten when it's late momma told me to pray
[02:12.57]I do that 'cause you know I can't play
[02:14.07]Let's-
[02:14.29]We flood the field up for real
[02:15.49]We got the rides in the back
[02:16.64]But you know we ain't come here to play
[02:18.31]You be up playing the stakes
[02:19.78]I been up playin' abroad with broads and mates
[02:21.97]Yeah
[02:22.36]Make room on my plate
[02:23.75]I just said my grace and then I ate
[02:25.92]Ate
[02:26.19]Got a particular taste
[02:27.26]'Ticular taste
[02:27.71]I just stuffed my pockets and my face
[02:29.94]Okay
[02:30.23]Okay let's have a debate
[02:31.31]Woo
[02:31.60]We talking 'bout popping I promise I'm feeling a way
[02:33.72]Who
[02:34.03]I took the bodies up out of my closet
[02:35.84]I buried 'em deep and they still in the way
[02:37.55]Still in the way
SAY MY GRACE (Explicit) - Offset/Travis Scott
Lyrics by:Anderson Hernandez/Douglas Ford/Isaac De Boni/Jacques Webster/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Maneesh Bidaye/Michael John Mulé
Composed by:Anderson Hernandez/Douglas Ford/Isaac De Boni/Jacques Webster/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Maneesh Bidaye/Michael John Mulé
Produced by:FNZ/Maneesh/Offset/Vinylz
Woah
Shh whew whew whew whew
Hey
Make room on my plate
I just said my grace and then I ate
Ate
Got a particular taste
I just stuffed my pockets and my face
Okay
Okay let's have a debate
Woo
We talking 'bout popping I promise I'm feeling a way
Who
I took the bodies up out of my closet
I buried 'em deep and they still in the way
Still in the way
I know some lil' niggas got baptized trap guys
Trap guys
They can't put the drillin' away
Way
Had to part ways with the sad vibes bad guy
You might be a villain today
Villain today hey
Ask God why I didn't get a answer
Why
Why lose my brother to bullets
Why
Why lose my grandma to cancer
Why
Why me God
I need answers
Why
Why young niggas straight out Atlanta
Why
Why the judge and the cops tryna jam us
Why
Why I keep getting all of these chances
Why
Why me God
I need answers
Hey
Speak your mind and it might get you canceled
Canceled
Pinky ring and it cost me a phantom
Phantom
Wack the witness the evidence tampered
Wack
Dirty money the safe is the hamper
Dirty money
Yeah my ***** she a star and I stamped her
Stamped her
P.E. Jordan three that's a sampler
P.E.
I don't wanna do it but I gotta do it
Gotta kill you nigga if it's me or you
Hey
He got fire I got fire nigga lighter fluid
Fire
Got away from the haters say Hallelujah
Bye
**** be crazy this **** be the closest to you
Crazy
It's okay 'cause they know that I come to do it
Hey
Hold your V up for Virgil exclusive Louis
V
******* geeking and tweaking I hit a U
Geek
Wrist is hitting and glistening this **** a movie
Glistenin'
If it's smoke at the door then I'm tending to it
Smoke
Watch when I step Murikami my belt
Hey
Angel on my shoulder but the devil on the left
Devils
I got a mill' not a mill' for my shelf
Million
I do it alone I own myself
Alone
Nigga stay home before your dome get left
Bow
Niggas playing dirty hit below my belt
Dirty
I'ma get the bag do the show myself
Show
Do that **** again had to show myself
Make room on my plate
I just said my grace and then I ate
Ate
Got a particular taste
'Ticular taste
I just stuffed my pockets and my face
Okay
Okay let's have a debate
Woo
We talking 'bout popping I promise I'm feeling a way
Who
I took the bodies up out of my closet
I buried 'em deep and they still in the way
Still in the way
I filled up the crib with cars the halls
With all and all I'm still having space
Yeah space
Got a particular taste picky eater
I guess but I'm still stuffing my face
Yeah yeah
She got a natural wrap like a natural do
It's lit
Like the blunt she don't like that **** laced
Woo
I was outside of the building I'm owning the spot
Want a B then you gotta have faith
Ooh
I'm in a meditate state
Ever since we lost bro ain't really much more I can Take
I pop a ten when it's late momma told me to pray
I do that 'cause you know I can't play
Let's-
We flood the field up for real
We got the rides in the back
But you know we ain't come here to play
You be up playing the stakes
I been up playin' abroad with broads and mates
Yeah
Make room on my plate
I just said my grace and then I ate
Ate
Got a particular taste
'Ticular taste
I just stuffed my pockets and my face
Okay
Okay let's have a debate
Woo
We talking 'bout popping I promise I'm feeling a way
Who
I took the bodies up out of my closet
I buried 'em deep and they still in the way
Still in the way