letra de grip - svrite
[intro]
toom, your beats are trash
reddrum on the beat
[chorus]
chef boyardee with the sauce, ayy
i f-ck yo’ b-tch wit’ no condom
diamonds on me, gotta floss (ayy)
shawty tell me that i’m awesome
mad ’cause i’m doin’ my job (ayy)
i could never take a loss, hmm
i’m doin’ this sh-t wit’ no flaws (ayy)
hit hard like a slug from a shotgun, ayy
[verse 1]
i’m smokin’ on green like a ogre, uh
i play wit’ yo’ b-tch like the joker, uh
i take out my d-ck then i poke her, uh
i let my dawg crank it like soulja, uh
(check) aim for the neck
hope on y’all n-ggas’ depression, upset
who use the best choppa’? you use a [?]
clip with my silencer, you know i’m a threat
shawty on her knee like kaepernick
if you get a n-gga mad, i might slap a b-tch
red beam, finna take you off the map, lil’ b-tch
so clean so a n-gga gotta brag and sh-t
baggin’ sh-t, n-ggas look lavish, sh-t
swaggin’, sh-t, shawty look bad as sh-t
cannabis, smokin’ on gas and sh-t
strategist, how i move fast as sh-t
blasphemous, ayy, ayy (ayy)
hit from the back and record it like ray j
embarr-ssing n-ggas, got nothin’ to say, ayy
she let me f-ck so then i hit the nae nae
she grip on my d-ck like a choppa’, a ak
ratchet, that booty, her name is shanaynay
she jus’ hit my line so i hit her today, ayy
like me because my d-ck long like that essay
i stab wit’ my d-ck, hit that bih’ wit’ the melee (ayy)
[interlude]
ayy, hold on, lemme hear a beat, show y’all what the f-ck i’m talkin’ ’bout
check this sh-t out
yuh (hmm), yuh
[verse 2]
swiggity swooty, i tickle the booty
i play with that p-ssy like it’s call of duty
y’all n-ggas be cappin’, y’all say y’all gon’ shoot me
y’all move like some b-tches, y’all n-ggas is fruity
she grip on my d-ck and i grip on the toolie
my b-tch is bipolar, my shawty be moody
she slep’ on a n-gga, she drip like a smoothie
no, i’m not satanic but shout out to uzi
i’m like b-tch, what do you want? ayy
you tweakin’ like what is you on? ayy
not f-ckin’ wit’ you and that’s on me
you mad ’cause i’m f-ckin’ yo’ auntie
i f-ck on the low-low, f-ck wit’ a gopro
like what do you know though? yo’ n-gga a bozo
cuban on frozone
some b-tches be boring like i wanna go home
b-tch, i got ice, it’s [?]
she still wanna f-ck wit’ her ring on
grippin’ on my d-ck like a paddle of ping-pong
sittin’ on my d-ck like a saddle, she sing songs
ammo on my body, i’m feelin’ like king kong
i’m in my room, cool wit’ my goons
she mad ’cause i don’t eat my syrup wit’ a spoon
i c-ck it back, pistol go, “boom”
shout out to my n-gga red, also toom
[chorus]
chef boyardee with the sauce, ayy
i f-ck yo’ b-tch wit’ no condom
diamonds on me, gotta floss (ayy)
shawty tell me that i’m awesome
mad ’cause i’m doin’ my job (ayy)
i could never take a loss, hmm
i’m doin’ this sh-t wit’ no flaws (ayy)
hit hard like a slug from a shotgun, ayy
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