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Tee Grizzley – What’s That (feat. PnB Rock) [ Lyrics ] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – What’s That (feat. PnB Rock) [ Lyrics ]
What’s that?
Pulled up in some shit, they be like, “What’s that?” (Ah)
Young nigga got that check fast
(Helluva made this beat, baby) Ah

Chorus: PnB Rock & Tee Grizzley
‘Member when I had a bus pass (Pass)
I just pulled in L.A. and I got jet lag (Vroom)
Lil’ bitch gave me her number, I might text back
I just blew a hundred K and I ain’t stress that
Yeah, young nigga got that check fast (Fast)
I just pulled up in some shit, they be like, “What’s that?” (Vroom)
I just bought a new AP, I had to flash that (Ice)
You don’t know me, don’t approach me, better stop it, yeah (Brrah)
Verse 1: Tee Grizzley
I just blew a hundred K in the A, just me and gang
Say she wanna try some dick, but shе gay, fuck her straight
Put a ring on DeShay ‘cause shе not your average girl
Just give me your loyalty and I’ll show you the world, uh
Came a long way from in the trenches duckin’ potholes
PnB, I love you like a brother, what you die for?
If I was with you, I would’ve let Glock blow in Roscoe’s
It’s crazy, before they tried to help, they pulled out iPhones
Was prayin’ for a better day, that was just the other day
Now I’m havin’ so much cake, I just got into real estate
Went from Ramen noodles, now it’s lamb chops all on my plate
Run up on me wrong, my shooters bustin’ with no hesitate, fah (Ah)

Chorus: PnB Rock & Tee Grizzley
‘Member when I had a bus pass (Pass)
I just pulled in L.A. and I got jet lag (Vroom)
Lil’ bitch gave me her number, I might text back
I just blew a hundred K and I ain’t stress that
Yeah, young nigga got that check fast (Fast)
I just pulled up in some shit, they be like, “What’s that?” (Vroom)
I just bought a new AP, I had to flash that (Ice)
You don’t know me, don’t approach me, better stop it, yeah (Brrah)

Verse 2: PnB Rock
Oh yeah
Dropped the top on that McLaren, got them niggas starin’ (Skrrt)
I’m with Tee Grizzley and two bitches and you know we sharin’ (Yeah)
Just threw a fifty in the club without even carin’
All this designer got ‘em wonderin’ what a nigga wearin’ (Drip)
I woke up the other day, I had a flashback
When I was dead popped, I ain’t had shit, I had to sell crack (Ooh)
I fucked up my pay so many times, was havin’ setbacks
But look at me now, me and my niggas havin’ jet lag
Was prayin’ for a better day (Yeah), that was just the other day (Yeah)
Now I’m havin’ so much cake, I just got into real estate (Ooh)
Went from rice and gravy, now it’s surf and turf all on my plate (Ooh)
Run up on me ‘round my hitters, shoot and they won’t hesitate, like, brrt (Boom, boom)
Chorus: PnB Rock & Tee Grizzley
‘Member when I had a bus pass (Pass)
I just pulled in L.A. and I got jet lag (Vroom)
Lil’ bitch gave me her number, I might text back
I just blew a hundred K and I ain’t stress that
Yeah, young nigga got that check fast (Check fast)
I just pulled up in some shit, they be like, “What’s that?” (What’s that? Vroom)
I just bought a new AP, I had to flash that (Flex that, ice)
You don’t know me, don’t approach me, better stop it, yeah (Brrah)

Outro: Pnb Rock & Tee Grizzley
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don’t approach me, better stop it
Ah
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Tee Grizzley – I Love Tee Letras, Lyrics: Tee Grizzley – I Love Tee [Official Visualizer]
Fuck the fire, we got grease

I love Tee It’s a wayne beat
, I love Tee
I love Tee, I love Tee Grizzley
I love Tee, I love Tee
I love Tee, I love Tee Grizzley

Ay, you know that nigga Tee? He really my cousin
He used to sell work, I’m the reason he was plugged in
I remember when he made his first song
We was best friends, now he rich, we don’t get along
When he blew up, I told that nigga put me on a track
It shouldn’t really matter if I don’t know how to rap
He hoed me, so you know I had to get ‘I’m back
I been runnin’ ‘round tellin’ everybody he a rat
He ain’t really tell but I know they gon’ believe me
I know I ain’t shit, but, one day, he gon’ need me
I’m really in my feelings ‘cause he ain’t never feed me
My bitch met ‘I’m, now she talkin’ like she ‘bout to leave me
You know that nigga Tee? That was my nigga
Brodie know I’m loyal and I’m a real killer
He start beefin’ wit’ niggas that really had the bag
I told his opps like “Don’t put me in all that”
I ain’t heard from him since
Then I saw him shootin’ out of town with my bitch
So I went and posted up a picture with a blick
And tagged ‘I’m, niggas know I’m really with the shit
But I was really sick
He hit my DM, like, “We ain’t beefin’, bro”
“I just hit her once, I ain’t really tryna keep the ho”
He on some I-ain’t-tryna-beef-over-a-ho shit
I post a message, made it look like he on ho shit
I know that nigga mama, I know that nigga daddy
I know that nigga aunties, I know that nigga granny
All the bros tellin’ me to stop goin’ at ‘I’m
But everytime I see that nigga out, I’m blowin’ at ‘I’m
Y’all know that nigga Tee? We got history
I know that boy remember me
When he got out of prison, I put ‘I’m on his feet
I had a job at McDonalds makin’ sure we eat
But when he got a record deal, that nigga switched
He ain’t never answer for me, actin’ like a bitch
I seen ‘I’m up a hunnid K, it had me in my feelings
So I quit my job, brodie makin’ all the millions
I left my bitch and everything, but it’s all good
I bet that nigga fall off, money on the wood
I bounce back, I’m gettin’ money, all I do is jugg
And I told that nigga he can’t come back to the hood
All the bullshit he did, we should make a list
Or we can turn up in the booth, bro, let’s make a diss
Know that nigga got them killas and they shakin’ shit
Our best bet is to say fuck it and make a wish, damn
I just wish he woulda plugged me
I tried to get his attention with a subtweet
This lyin’ and hatin’ don’t work, that nigga still rich
I be talkin’ crazy, but on some real shit

I love Tee I love Tee
, I love Tee I love Tee

I love Tee That’s my nigga
, I love Tee Ay, that’s brodie

I love Tee My best friend
, I love Tee Grizzley I love that nigga

I love Tee He the GOAT
, I love Tee Grizzley No cap

I love Tee I love that nigga
, I love Tee Yeah, that’s brodie

I love Tee That’s my mans
, I love Tee Ay, he the GOAT

I love Tee I fuck with him
, I love Tee Grizzley I love that nigga

I love Tee, man, I love Tee Grizzley I love that nigga

You know that nigga Tee?
Yeah, why you askin’?
I went to state, I was right there when they grabbed ‘I’m
Bitch ass nigga, stop cappin’
Know none of you ho ass niggas, man, keep my fuckin’ name out y’all mouth, nigga

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Tee Grizzley – Charles Brown [ Lyrics Lyrics] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – Charles Brown [ Lyrics Lyrics]

Helluva made this beat, baby

Pops and mama went to jail, CB stepped up to the plate
We ain’t even have his blood, but he still made sure we straight
He was strict to the point I thought what he felt was hate
Then I realized it was love, he tried to keep us out the way
Him and granny had them old ways, you know they ain’t play
They ain’t even like our friends, we had to sneak and hang with gang
Only full-time father that I knew, he take the cake
Shit was far from perfect, but he still was right there every day
I used to think the workin’ man was suckers back in the day
But they the ones that get to see they kids walk across the stage
They the ones that die of old age and never hit that cage
Rest in peace CB, I drop tears writin’ on this page, nigga

I just wanted you to know I was thinkin’ about you, man
You know I’ll never forget about you up there
Sure wish you could see this shit now, man, how your baby boy doin’
This shit crazy
Nah, for real though
I love you, nigga

Tried to move granny, but that’s where she wanna stay
I can’t even blame her though, you know? Memories too great
Every time I’m in the city, I go make sure that she straight
Pop up unannounced and she drop tears when she see my face
I just woke up on a jet and it hit me, “Man, I’m really on this motherfucker
I could really own this motherfucker”
Why they hate me? I don’t even know them motherfuckers
But I stay prepared and I ain’t never scared, Bone Crusher
Gunfights in the streets, I done heard them SIGs pop
Knife fights in the joint, I done heard that skin pop
Told my niggas, “No more goin’ to jail, they givin’ M’s out”
Lawyers paid, sit back, shut your mouth, it’s gon’ get figured out, my nigga

It’s so crazy ‘cause it’s like
The way I came up was so motherfuckin’ rough and like treacherous, you know?
I ain’t gon’ sit here and say we was dirt poor ‘cause my people were hustlers and shit
But you know it’s like, we was still in the slums though, like
It was still fucked up, you feel me? Like
Whatever you feel like a bad environment is, take that, put it in your head and just times that by ten
Like, crib gettin’ shot up, wearin’ motherfuckin’ your granddad clothes to school
I remember, nigga, I went to school
The kids was talkin’ about me ‘cause my shit was French Toast
I’m like, “I’ll never wear this shit again”
So I got my grandad work pants, he had Dickies
You cool if you wear some Dickies to that bitch though, you feel me?
I’m grabbin’ his pants soon as he got off work, take them bitches off, I’m hidin’ ‘em from him, wearin’ ‘em to school
Nigga, I’m talkin’ ‘bout
I’m havin’ a full-blown conversation with my pops while he choppin’ up on a, on a plate
Choppin’ up crack on a plate, nigga
Teachin’ me like what’s what, how much this cost, how much that cost, I’m twelve years old
But he always told me though, like, “I don’t want you to get involved with this shit, man, go to school, stay in school
Like, you gotta make the family name legit,” you know?
Now, I look up, I see my son playin’ by the pool, chef in there makin’ spicy tuna rolls and shit
And I’m like, “How the fuck did it get to this, bro?”
I ain’t know what a spicy tuna was, nigga, I thought
That bitch only- you mash it up and make it a sandwich, you feel me?
That’s how we came up, but
I’m just so grateful, I just thank God so much
Nigga life really went from night to day
No motherfuckin’ cap, anybody that know me, they can vouch for this shit, man
Everybody ain’t here with me, but, shit, it is it what is it
I wanna thank people that played major parts though, like in the upbringing, like
I gotta thank Snuggles, gotta thank my auntie Tami
I used to use they crib as getaways to get away from all the madness
Bein’ around them showed me what family was, how family suppose to be
That’s why I move how I do now with my family, like with the marriage and just bein’ real close-knit with my family that I’m startin’
‘Cause back in my crib growin’ up, everybody was drunk as fuck, fightin’ twenty-four seven
Shit was just crazy, you know?
Anybody out there goin’ that’s through some shit, man
I just want you to know your situation can change, bro
If it’s tough right now, understand it’s just a chapter in your life, like this ain’t the whole book
You writin’ that motherfucker, so envision what you want it to be
And keep goin’
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Tee Grizzley – Ain’t Nothing New [ Lyrics ] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – Ain’t Nothing New [ Lyrics ]

Helluva made this beat, baby
Until you got your own shit, you ain’t on no grown shit
Bumped my head a couple times ‘cause I was never shown shit
You ain’t gettin’ money no more, stop bringin’ up old shit
Nigga, I’m used to bein’ lit, I do turnt shit and don’t take no flicks
But I been left on stuck before, these hoes ain’t pick up before
I remember everybody was fresh, I was bummy though
Ask ‘em can I get some money with ‘em, I ain’t gettin’ nothin’ though
Hell nah, I don’t hate them niggas, I don’t love ‘em though
I don’t hate them niggas
But thanks for turnin’ on my album, I fuck with you
I appreciate it
Hope you find some shit in me that end up stuck with you
Real shit
Fucked my head up when I saw what this money do
Shit was crazy
People hate that I ain’t think of hate, like how that come from you?
From you?

I said, if you fuck with me, I fuck with you
Fuck with me
Hope you find some shit in me that end up stuck with you
I hope you do
Fucked my head up when I saw what this money do
They like, “Tee, what’s up with you?” I’m up, bitch, ain’t nothin’ new
I ain’t tryna talk after we fuck, go find you somethin’ to do
Get on
Niggas that don’t like me cliquin’ up, that’s what dick suckers do
I see it
Flyin’ in that new shit, we ain’t flexin’, we just slidin’ through
Don’t play with me, that shit ain’t worth what they gon’ put your mama through
On my mama
I been stayin’ out the way a lot, gettin’ paid a lot
Yeah
Don’t come ‘round me braggin’ ‘bout no bodies, how much pape’ you got?
How much pape’ you got?
City mines, I’m gon’ run this bitch until my ankle pop
Until my ankle pop
Told bro to stop swingin’ that belt, but I can’t make him stop
I can’t make him stop
I woke and text the bitch I hit three days ago
Three days
Ask her did she take that Plan B, okay, I’m makin’ sure
Don’t play
You say money don’t mean shit, okay, in other words, you broke
You fucked up
Rock designer with no logo, this that if you know, you know
I’m rich
Let me hear you hatin’, send my rich friends to fuck your whore
Go get her
Police get behind us, okay, let’s see what this do in sport
We gone
They got gun licenses, all them sticks for sure, them niggas dorks
Bustin’
If we get on niggas’ ass, they for sure gon’ come to court
Them niggas rats
Hold up, wait, my nigga, I ain’t never used to run with you
I ain’t never used to fuck with you
So why you actin’ so surprised I don’t fuck with you?
I barely know you
Fucked my head when I saw what this money do
Fucked me up
Fucked they head up when they saw all them hundreds blue
Fucked ‘em up
Connected like wifi, niggas fake as sci-fi
Remember when I couldn’t afford the Rollie, look at how time fly
Ayy, look how time fly
I remember you was pussy, brodie say you slidin’ now
Oh, you on that now?
I fuck with hoodrats, from time to time I need that thot top
I need it
I try to be friendly as it get
I do
I’ll hate to have this nigga come and hit you in your shit
Don’t do it
He gon’ ask me where you at, he ain’t gon’ ask me what you get
He don’t give a fuck
But I gotta watch this nigga too, ain’t that ‘bout a bitch?
Trust nobody

But, ayy, thanks for turnin’ on my album, I fuck with you
I appreciate it
Hope you find some shit in me that end up stuck with you
You know I’m genuine
Fucked my head when I saw what this money do
Fucked me up
Fucked they head up when they saw all them hundreds blue
Fucked ‘em up
Ah
Yes, sir
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Tee Grizzley – Loop Hole (feat. 21 Savage) [ Lyrics Lyrics] Letra Tee Grizzley Intro: Tee Grizzley
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Hitmaka
Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap
Oh yeah, brrt
Oh yeah
These people done turnt us into bosses, nigga
Hahaha
That’s my new shit
Hahaha
Oh yeah

Chorus: Tee Grizzley
Ayy, I found a loophole
I found one
Been trappin’ since a youngster
Yeah
Fully automatic, we can’t let no nigga punk us
Oh yeah
Fuck about no bitch, I treat a model like a runner
Fuck her
Bitch, free YSL, I know thugs, I know gunners
Slatt
I was raised to get some money, flip that shit like ten ways
Yeah
In the trap, I’m money hungry, stack that shit for ninety days
Oh yeah
Naked bitches in a room, they fuckin’ likе they gettin’ paid
Oh yeah
Rolls-Roycеs in the trenches, parked in front of Section 8
Verse 1: Tee Grizzley
I’m on a strict diet, hibachi and exotic pop
You know how I rock, I pass the Glock, don’t ask if one up top
We at the Angelino, at the top, vacuum sealin’ za
If I don’t introduce the bitch, she goin’, go ‘head and shoot your shot
Go ‘head
I throw the Lamb’ in course
Course
I’m on dude’s block with Horse
Oh yeah
He run shit down for sport
Deuce
We shoot shit off the court
G7
They hatin’, that’s of course
Oh yeah
Them bum ass niggas poor
Fuck
Ain’t sponsorin’ no whore
At all
Got money, we want more, nigga
Bitch

Chorus: Tee Grizzley
Ayy, I found a loophole
I found one
Been trappin’ since a youngster
Yeah
Fully automatic, we can’t let no nigga punk us
Oh yeah
Fuck about no bitch, I treat a model like a runner
Fuck her
Bitch, free YSL, I know thugs, I know gunners
Slatt
I was raised to get some money, flip that shit like ten ways
Yeah
In the trap, I’m money hungry, stack that shit for ninety days
Oh yeah
Naked bitches in a room, they fuckin’ like they gettin’ paid
Oh yeah
Rolls-Royces in the trenches, parked in front of Section 8

Verse 2: 21 Savage
Yeah, park Ferraris in the ghetto
21
Real trapper, used to re-up with them depos
On God
Mix ‘em with the indo, ‘bout my dollar like I’m Creflo
21
Say you pushin’ P, then when I hit her, why you care for?
Spin a nigga block, that’s easy
21, 21
Y’all be eatin’ noodles, we sit down and eat sashimi
Facts
You say you a gangster, just be like that when you see me
Pussy
You can ask the opps, we known for giving niggas freebies
21
Chorus: Tee Grizzley
Ayy, I found a loophole
I found one
Been trappin’ since a youngster
Yeah
Fully automatic, we can’t let no nigga punk us
Oh yeah
Fuck about no bitch, I treat a model like a runner
Fuck her
Bitch, free YSL, I know thugs, I know gunners
Slatt
I was raised to get some money, flip that shit like ten ways
Yeah
In the trap, I’m money hungry, stack that shit for ninety days
Oh yeah
Naked bitches in a room, they fuckin’ like they gettin’ paid
Oh yeah
Rolls-Royces in the trenches, parked in front of Section 8

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Tee Grizzley – One Of One [ Lyrics] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – One Of One [ Lyrics ]
Oh, yeah
MIA JAY C
Oh, yeah
Helluva made this beat, baby
Oh, yeah

I was showin’ love to niggas when they wasn’t nobody
No one
I was lookin’ out for bitches when they ain’t had nobody
No one
They switched up, I ain’t mad ‘cause they still ain’t nobody
At all
I hate broadcastin’ the shit I do, I know they gon’ copy
Oh, yeah
Ain’t nobody look out for me, ain’t nobody got me
No one
Now ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me, can’t nobody stop me
No, no
You see who I got with me, nigga, won’t nobody try me
When he made me, he mad a beast, won’t nobody out-grind me
Let’s see
Lambo’ doors open when I run in hibachi
Started doin’ that gamin’ shit and built an empire like Ghazi
Postin’ pictures from the coast, but not the East or West, the Mafia
He swear this shit be rubbin’ off, might catch a blessin’ standin’ by me, nigga

Who in my way?
I don’t see ‘em Nobody
At all
Who can take my place?
Who can be me? Nobody
At all
Who got somethin’ to say?
Who gon’ say it? Everybody
Who gon’ say it to my face?
Who brave enough? Nobody
I thought so
Who gon’ take this case for me?
Who? Nobody
My bills late, who gon’ pay ‘em for me?
Who gon’ look out? Nobody
Exactly
If I’m down bad, stuck, who gon’ be there for me? Nobody
Exactly
How I know? ‘Cause I was down bad and ain’t see nobody
Exactly

‘Member times I wasn’t lit, kept on grindin’, stuck to this
Stuck to it
I hit my jeweler, blow a brick, the baddest hoes, I take my pick
I can pop my shit without no worries, I’m gon’ pop my blick
For sure
I walk around with ice all on my watch, they think I popped my wrist
Shit
I be in the crib with it, I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Outside, it’s too many suckers dressed up like real niggas
Tellin’ me it’s politics in this, gotta be friends with ‘em
I what?
Watch us not be friends with them niggas and still get it
Fuck ‘em
Rose gold on the Rolls-Royce, that’s my nigga Lace
What up?
You see Dot hangin’ out with Drac’, that’s a nigga face
Boom
Come around, helped us built the table, you can get a plate
Come eat, nigga
Take your time, nigga, it’s a marathon, not a race
Oh, yeah

Who in my way?
I don’t see ‘em Nobody
At all
Who can take my place?
Who can be me? Nobody
At all
Who got somethin’ to say?
Who gon’ say it? Everybody
Who gon’ say it to my face?
Who brave enough? Nobody
I thought so
Who gon’ take this case for me?
Who? Nobody
My bills late, who gon’ pay ‘em for me?
Who gon’ look out? Nobody
Exactly
If I’m down bad, stuck, who gon’ be there for me? Nobody
Exactly
How I know? ‘Cause I was down bad and ain’t see nobody
Exactly

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Tee Grizzley – Fight This Case [ Lyrics ] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – Fight This Case [ Lyrics ]
If them people say “Not guilty”, I won
I gotta fight this case, baby
I don’t know what they gon’ do to me
I know you can’t be there physically
But I can I call on you mentally?

I gotta fight this case, baby
I don’t know what they gon’ do to me
I know you can’t be there physically
But I can I call on you mentally?

Can I? Can I count on you to ride?
Hold me down ‘til I get back outside
Come visit me, take a couple hour drive
Help me get this situation off my mind, ‘cause I-

How I get in this position? Doin’ what I gotta do
You get abandoned when you locked, so you know all I got is you
Out on bond, police watchin’ me, I still got a tool
I ain’t tryna crash out but this just how I gotta move

I just need you to stick to the code for me
Can you put some money on the phone for me?
Get a couple dollars from the bros for me
When it’s all over, I got you, don’t worry

I gotta fight this case, baby
I don’t know what they gon’ do to me
I know you can’t be there physically
But I can I call on you mentally?

Can I? Can I count on you to ride?
Hold me down ‘til I get back outside
Come visit me, take a couple hour drive
Help me get this situation off my mind, my mind, ‘cause I-

How the fuck I get here?
Thought they was gangsta, now they tellin’, shit weird
Niggas catchin’ petty cases, cryin’ over thirty days
I know niggas fightin’ bodies, they prayin’ for ten years
Just tryna make it out the slums
If you witness shit, be ready for them cases when they come
The wrong nigga write a statement, then we done
Fuck my record if I get probation, I won

I need you to stick to the code
Can you put some money on the phone?
Get a couple dollars from the bros for me
When it’s all over, I got you, don’t worry

I gotta fight this case, baby
I don’t know what they gon’ do to me
I know you can’t be there physically
But I can I call on you mentally?

Can I? Can I count on you to ride?
Hold me down ‘til I get back outside
Come visit me, take a couple hour drive
Help me get this situation off my mind

Yeah, I just got back from court, from trial and shit
People said “Not guilty”, I’ll be out this bitch in a couple, man
Meet me out front, have my motherfuckin’ jewelry ready
It’s time to pop out
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Tee Grizzley – 3 Sports [ Lyrics] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – 3 Sports [ Lyrics ]
Intro

Wayne, what up, though?
You know what time it is, let’s get it

Verse 1

I get that one shit, sell it, throw the profit in the stash
Gotta toss me what I grab, they be coppin’ it too fast
Run your mouth and you’ll get caught, we givin’ out no pass
Extra clip with the glitch, that bitch empty out too fast
That kit you see me wearin’, that bitch cost one-point-five
Disrespect, that’s expensive, it’s gon’ cost one of your guys (Oh, they dead)
You think them lil’ boys can fuck with us, then you blind
Touch down, fifty Ps, shout out to Delta Airlines (Touch down, nigga)
I’m ballin’, if it’s smoke, we gon’ hoop (Lace ‘em up)
Niggas made some lil’ noise, shit was flu, boy (Shit was flu)
I can be constipated and still shit on you
And bitch suck it like I got somewhere to be because I do (Hurry up)
She asked for a watch, I’m like, “Is it heroine or crack?”
Gotta be on some hard drug to think I’m doin’ that
Your pockets the opposite of your bitch stomach, they flat
Brodie seventeen, he done stepped on more shit than a frat (Baow)
Chorus

Rappin’ and trappin’ and slidin’, nigga, three sports (Three)
Blowin’ niggas out in these streets, who keepin’ score? (Who keepin’ score, man?)
Don’t compare your bitch to my bitch, your bitch a whore (Don’t do that)
Stop comparin’ me to your nigga, that nigga poor (Don’t do that)
Rappin’ and trappin’ and slidin’, nigga, three sports (All three)
Blowin’ niggas out in these streets, who keepin’ score? (Blow they ass out)
Soon as you done with that package, come get some more (Come get it)
Soon as we get that from the plug, we goin’ north, nigga (We out of here)

Verse 2

Nigga in your city, tryna plot on us, that’s a waste of time (Don’t do it)
G7, we spank shit nationwide (All over)
Cut into the fiends, have some fuckin’ manners, make a line (Make a line, nigga)
Two things we don’t waste, pape’ and time (Uh-uh)
And that grandmama you got (Oh yeah), that keep a lot of money?
She was stuffin’ for my granddaddy, she know about Kentucky
Feelin’ lucky, let me go and, damn, let me stop speakin’ (Let me stop)
Almost fucked around incriminated my Chaldean (Chaldean mafia)
Take a whole brick (Yeah), throw it in that mix (Yeah)
Put my sauce on it, turn two of them to six (Yeah)
Stalkin’-ass bitch that I only hit twice
Duffle bag full of yeahs and we only hit ‘em twice, nigga (Come get ‘em)

Chorus

Rappin’ and trappin’ and slidin’, nigga, three sports (All three)
Blowin’ niggas out in these streets, who keepin’ score? (Blow they ass out)
Don’t compare your bitch to my bitch, your bitch a whore (Don’t do that)
Stop comparin’ me to your nigga, that nigga poor (Don’t do that)
Rappin’ and trappin’ and slidin’, nigga, three sports (All three)
Blowin’ niggas out in these streets, who keepin’ score? (Keepin’ score)
Soon as you done with that package, come get some more (Get this shit)
Soon as we get that from the plug, we goin’ north, nigga (Fuckin’ out of here, nigga)

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