Shrimp & Gritz

Ahem Emilio Hahahaha Yeah Kaze mmm She called me crazy I said no bitch I'm Kaze Get it wrong again imma tie you to the front of a Maserati And drive you off a fuckin cliff Bitches try to get close, only let em get a whiff Of this greatness Yeah My nigga oop will smoke until he's weightless Once you listen to my shit, ya hooked like fish Pussies use hammers, tools, nah man I use fists bitch These hoes keep askin’ can you make a song about me? Ard I gotchu’ song title we don't love these thotties Hahaha bitch Talk to em’ I don’t een understand how you pussies made it I don’t een f*ck wit niggas cuz’ they always hatin F*ck these hoes and get a bag that’s the fucking basic Pour a deuce in the double cup and now I’m faded Yeah Lemme talk to em’ for a lil bit yeah Lemme talk to em’ for a lil bit yeah Why ya voice change? Ard I got it They look up to me like imma star no constellation They waiting for my shit to drop no constipation Can’t f*ck you shawty cuz’ you crabby like a crustacean See the opps pull up shoot, no dribble moves no hesitation Tried to tell you niggas I had bars incarcerated Fucked around wit the pin and blew up I guess I grenaded Why ya eyes so low? Sorry officer I’m medicated Shoutout to my haters Aww damn look at what y’all created You fuckin’ with the greatest (Yeah) Lay a verse and fuckin’ slay it (What) Wood to the face I’m rejuvenated I'm activated We sendin shots heading straight for ya dome We don’t give a f*ck where you from So many goons got niggas thinkin I'm Al Capone You a long way from home So click ya heels three times and ya gone And tell ya bitch stop hittin up my phone Unless it’s bout’ that leopard print thong bitch Then I'm bout’ to bone (Yeah) Got so much ice on Yeah I’ll make you double take She grip my dick tight like a handshake Better keep ya head on the swivel when ya box out Or I’ll catch you slipping on the rebound They try to take my thrown but you gotta take my crown It’s Kaze