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letra de griddy (ft. reto) prod. slam - forestwlkr

[chorus]
you don’t feel me, i don’t get that, my bl!ck got kickback
you can’t get your b-tch back, you get big whacked
copped some sh-t, it’s all black (yeah, it’s all black)
you don’t wanna pull up on me, lil’ b-tch, you’ll get toe tagged

[verse 1: forestwlkr]
get your own bag, get your own swag
pull up and f-ck on your b-tch, pull up and f-ck on your b-tch
i keep that sh-t on my hip, i keep that sh-t on my hip
you can’t pull up in cars that i’m in, swervin’ and swervin’ the benz
take a pic with your b-tch and her friends, sh-t hot with the fisheye lens
i might just buy me an island, i got so much drip but nostylist
i just sit back and listen to weiland, all of my money is pilin’
(huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
i take the hoe to the hideaway, f-ck around and you could die today
recorded this sh-t in like one day, i fell in love with the gunplay
f-ckin’ that hoe and her friend, i just be making these bands
i just be making this cash, i put my d-ck in your ass
so much perkies so much oxy, b-tch, i cannot feel my face
if she not tryna f-ck with me, i kick her out my place
got this money, got these bands on me, but i still stayed the same
i’m about to scare the hoes away by listening to bladee
i don’t want the brain, if that b-tch not drain
don’t f-ck with my gang, i’ma go insane (huh, i’ma go insane)
(turn me up)
[chorus]
you don’t feel me, i don’t get that, my bl!ck got kickback
you can’t get your b-tch back, you get big whacked
copped some sh-t, it’s all black (yeah, it’s all black)
you don’t wanna pull up on me, lil’ b-tch, you’ll get toe tagged

[verse 2: forestwlkr & reto]
i got the strap on me, (yeah, yeah) i never lack
i’m not talking mcdonald’s, but, i came in with a big mac
i just scammed a n—- (yeah) i just feel like shaq
f-ck queen elizabeth, smoke that b-tch’ pack
rest in peace prince philip, that n—- was addicted to crack
f-ck joe biden, he can suck on my nut sack
n—- like me (yeah), [?] in chiraq
pull up with your main hoe, shopping at saks’
that lil n—- so broke, he be living in a shack
pull up to the store, with 100k in my pants
lil’ bro was talking crazy, made him do a silly dance
i just k!lled a french n—-, n—- was in france
we never did [?]
talkin’ on my name, told him he can catch these hands
double pumped that hoe and then i hit the griddy dance
hit the griddy dance, hit the griddy dance (b-tch!)

[outro: hannahowo]
uwu

- forestwlkr

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