Say Ya Grace Song Lyrics

Description:- Say Ya Grace Lyrics Lyrical Lemonade, Chief Keef & Lil Yachty are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Lyrical Lemonade, Chief Keef & Lil Yachty. This song is from All is Yellow album. This song will release on 26 January 2024.

If you are searching Say Ya Grace Lyrics then you are on the right post. So without wasting time lets jump on to Say Ya Grace Song Lyrics.

Song:– Say Ya Grace
Singer:– Lyrical Lemonade, Chief Keef & Lil Yachty
Album:– All is Yellow
Producer:– Chief Keef, Cole Bennett, Carlton McDowell & marvy ayy
Written:– Lil Yachty, Chief Keef, Cole Bennett, Carlton McDowell, CBMIX, marvy ayy, Young Chop & Van McCoy
Label:– Def Jam Recordings & Lyrical Lemonade

Say Ya Grace Lyrics Lyrical Lemonade, Chief Keef & Lil Yachty

[Intro: Chief Keef]
The beat go off? Prrt, prrt
Hey, is this Sosa? Am I speaking to Sosa right now? (Bang, bang)
Who the fuck is you?
I don’t know and I just wanted you to ‘xplain some to me, ayy
Ayy, explain ya ass, nigga

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I got some money on the way (Brr)
Kill ’em with kindness then piss 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)
Pussy, 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)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
(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 bitch, 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 bitch 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 nigga 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’

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
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 bitch a sip of the wrist juice (Wrist juice)
Ayy, she meltin’ all on my wrist too (Brr)
Ayy, but I’m a icy nigga, it’s cool (Brr)