Griselda

Mmh, man look, I'm getting real sick and tired of this shit I ain't had no- I ain't had no (Aw, yeah, top chef cooked this shit up) chance to go like this In a minute (In a minute, what's up?) Mmh, look (Roh) Yeah! Bitch, I come swerving out inside that coupe (Skrrt!) Bitch, ain't no mask when we ride through (Bah, bah) Bitch, we be hanging outside of the roof (For real!) Bitch, ion' care about you or your crew (On god) Kia ride, we been swerving through corners Say it's smoke, say less, we up on it Two hits, there goes the opponent Cap rap, fake trap you just phony My cousin said "Nana'd be good on the stove" Back to back he just been beating on hoes Heard of a robbery niggas had stole Swear if I see them you know it's on go And I know that I do not own a pole Shit it don't matter got family fasho' (Grrahh) Think I'm alone then you fucking mistaken They'll go crazy, leave you on the pavement All about me, niggas know that I been getting cheese Peeping how these niggas moving so green, (F*ck, you!) just to get put on top a tee Say it's a signal, you know that we for it We lay down the law we enforce it Straight out the four bitch you know that we torch it (Big four) Oppa' caught lacking, we meet 'em, and beat 'em, we scorin' I feel like a hotshot I'm feeling like curry (Swish!) They wanted me dead and they wanted me buried But bitch I'm still standing and I'm in a hurry To get to the bread boy it's up in a hurry (Up in a hurry) Uh, you is one dumb bitch, uh If you think that I don't got an oppa' cause I'm rich, uh Nike with Supreme, and plus the Polo for the fit, uh Watch that's on my wrist, uh, tik, uh, tok (Tok!) All these diamonds dance, uhn, wrist, uhn, rock (Rock!) My city get lit when they, drop (Drop!), an opp (An opp!) Don't ever put me up inside of that shit I'm way too good to be known for a diss You know big three, steadying carrying fifths You know Lil Chan, steady sending a blitz You know LTR steady getting them racks I'll stomp a dyke, leave her ass on the grass (For real!) Eway, know I'm ready to smash Either way, leave they ass in the past Jay drive, don't crash, the ride FaceTime, give me face, for time Can't touch, not me, or mines Fake lies, still truth disguised BMW, for the whip or the car Big bank, count stacks, tomorrow Your love, now could I borrow Weird bitch, left me in sorrow Do 'em dirty, get 'em beat by the mall Thick one, knocked down her walls Mouse trap, no cheese for y'all Microphone, while I record Mmm, they gon do whatever I say Mmm, I don't got a side just got a main Mmm, I don't got a thing just got my gang Mmm, open the compartment see the flame mmm Bah, bah, I don't rock with you, or you, or you (Bitch) They can have her, I don't need her I just need my fucking booth You shell up out yo' mind if you do think that I'll give to dude (For real) I don't give a damn, I'll be the only one who tell the truth