From The D to the A Tee Grizzley (Ft. Lil Yachty)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
(Helluva made this beat, baby) Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than bitches, niggas really be on cock though (Pussy)
Just fucked a ho out in France, paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I'm really up (Yeah)
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz, and my Bentley next (Skrrt)
Don't play around on my phone, ho, give me sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it's Rolex
Grizzley up next, I'm up now, strap your bullet vest

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Five-hundred fifties, six-hundred hundreds
Seven-hundreds twenties, let's get straight to it
Eight-hundred tens, what's that, eight bands?
Hit the store and get some rubber bands, let's get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal, it fall on you, we on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain't movin' fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat, secure the bag, nigga, ah

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Uh, oh, a bag secured, that's on my mama, bro
Asian lil' ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don't scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aimin' in the sky, call those Air Mags (Yeah)
All up in Neiman's, coppin' shit, like, fuck a price tag
I'm ballin', ain't near a rap nigga in the game that I'm callin' (Nah)
If I need help, I'll dial it by my se-kelf