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letra de grey poupon - millyz, merkules & chris webby

[verse 1: millyz]
yeah
they told me not to burn my bridges ’cause that sh-t could drown me
but i’d rather be alone than have some suckers ’round me
i got homies in the bay, locked in suffer county
send ’em bread, these b-tches couldn’t get a buck up out me
she think i’m stingy for the bill, she’s lewinsky, i had white in the house
green plug out in alarm and selling pints in a drought
tryin’ to get a cheaper rate, have me writing the south
fighting demons, popping pills ’til the vicodins out, oof
’bout a girl that’ll make you touch your toes
you ain’t got enough paper if the money folds
runny nose, bummy clothes, i had a bunch of those
now i’m on the road, drippy, i just did a dozen shows
meet me out in paris, established for being savage
penthouse lavish, i been balling like a maverick
maybe luka dončić, drugs got me demonic
selling dope outside of sonic means the henny was hypnotic
on your whip with a suit on like, “pass the grey poupon”
with a tool drawn, fire at the driver, flip the yukon
potato on the adle, turn his hat into a halo
to the teen that’s shakin’ ass like shakira and jlo
gotta keep my hands dirty when they sanitize
squatting me, you can’t divide, my hand’ll fly
i really did the sh-t that rappers fantasize
gun as big as [?], get your body vandalized
smokin’ [?] in the desert, thinking, “d-mn, i’m high”

[verse 2: chris webby]
sittin’ at the top and living leisurely
at the air bnb, smokin’ on this greenery
takin’ psychedelics while i’m soaking in the scenery
i’m a hustler but did it legally
never been a drug dealer really, but i did a lot
i was just supporting local business when i hit the block
just a kid eating ecstasy like it was dippin’ dots
young, dumb and hard-headed as a f-ckin’ cinder block
really i, never fully matured, but i figured it out
never dug a hole so deep i couldn’t get myself out
learned to grow by the growth of my business account
keepin’ low, binge watching netflix on the couch
with some disney plus with a bad b-tch, while i grip her b-tt
nowadays, that’s how i live it up
while those streaming numbers keep on dippin’ up, bringing all this money in
make me want to start to vote republican
not actually, but you understand the -n-logy
all my taxes be more then i ever made on f-ckin’ salary
i had to be hungry and independent, winnin’ battles with no cavalry
and get to where i’m at on technicality
now i’m with a baddie, burnin’ calories
anytime she naggin’ me, i take a break from rappin’ to explore her s-xuality
up at bat, knock it out the galaxy
’til i’m living ever after, happily
webby

[verse 3: merkules]
the weed potent, leaf blowers on these street corners
please lay the beats on us, phones out, we record ’em
man, this music going stupid, sh-t is r-t-rded
lots of ya’ll tried but died ’cause you was weak-hearted
you won’t see me tuck my chain in, i’m no [?]
we pullin’ up, jumpin’ on you squares like hopscotch
fourteen, buggin’ with a pocket full of pop rocks
to keep it frank with you, i ain’t talking ’bout no hot sauce
grew up around k!llers and i don’t feel any remorse
like, how you tryin’ to ball but you ain’t even on the court?
i gotta move a little different now they see me on the charts
everything i worked hard for, they seem to think it’s “ours”
they must be trippin’ out, i never got the memo
like, how you did two, he got ten, but you got sent home?
i don’t mean i’m talking ’bout my problems when i let go
just make sure that my city’s in caps across my headstone
it’s merkules

- millyz merkules chris webby

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