Ain’t Ok GRIP

[Intro]
Yeah, y'all niggas be playin'
Y'all niggas got each other, motherfuckin' wait up
Don't fuck with me 'til then, you can't

[Verse 1]
Uh, holla at me once you cop some land
Concoct a proper plan to make your knot expand
And not whippin' your pops Dedan
The shit you jot can jam
Without hitting that skip button
And you quit clucking 'bout all that stick clutchin
And ain’t hit nothin'
Instagram pic lovin', Twitter dick huggin'
Tap dance on TikToks to get yo shit buzzin'
This a discussion, this not a diss, cousin
Niggas brag about owning they masters when they ain’t worth shit
Silly bastards, I passed them, Slim drafted him with the first pick
Still own every piece of art I ever released
Get on my level at least, you just a pet on a leash
Open your eyes, you worried 'bout raps trending on Twitter
While whack hidden agendas keep black kids in the blender
The fuck?

[Bridge]
Fast pacing, the lads is crashing out at gas stations, glass breakin'
Kick dooring your dads basement, not a tad patient
Blast and don’t ask nathan ass shakin', half of the class vacant niggas beef on the double for cheese, add bacon