[Intro: Tee Grizzley]
I swear to God, yeah
Oh, yeah
[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley & Baby Grizzley]
I used to play the GameCube, now I play the VS Cubes
They ain't with us? Fuck 'em, we still in the trenches, pourin' juice (Fuck them niggas)
Them boys'll come and tie your ass all way up, you talk loose (Grrt)
Nigga (Haha), ayy
It cost money just to look like this (Okay), you gotta know somethin'
A nigga around me, he either get pape' or'll smoke somethin' (Ooh)
A nigga hate? It's probably 'cause his ho done choked on it (On my mama)
Ayy, life be lifin' when you broke, don't it? (Ha)
Being real can't be taught, you just gotta be it
That shit either in you or it ain't and we gon' see it (It is)
Like I got a dog kennel, all these killers I be feedin'
Nigga throw a rock at me, them boys gon' come and first degree him (Grrt, bang)
You ain't gotta go to Cali, in the D, we got it low (We got it)
I been trappin' since a kid, had niggas' aunties snortin' blow (They did)
I make shooters wanna cop a bag and watch they pockets grow (I swear)
I don't speak Spanish, but right after I nut, bitch, adios (Bitch)
I ain't got no love for you, you ain't run them streets with me (Uh-uh)
You ain't pick up jail calls, bitch, you ain't send no cheese to me (Uh-uh)
I don't know what niggas thought, but you don't want no beef with me (Uh-uh)
I had them niggas on your taco, better duck your beef and bean (Bop, bop)
(Grizz, what your chain cost?) I don't know, a half a million? (Huh?)
Don't do friendly bitches, she speak back, you can have her, nigga (Fuck on)
Youngest niggas in the city, bricks in the casket, nigga (Woo)
Bring me fifteen, once you pull off, can't bring it back, my nigga (Get it done)
You see the ice job? You can't even lie, they did a nice job
They ran in my crib, them lil' boys weren't in they right mind
You know them G7s come broad day, they don't wait 'til nighttime
Before I trust a nigga with the wheel, I'll let my wife drive (Facts)
Gettin' money, break bread with the whole mob (With the mob)
Wait, keep my name out yo' mouth, that's these hoes job (That ain't yo' job)
We hit the club, fifty deep, don't wait in no line
These niggas play tough, but be bitches the whole time (You a ho)
Two hundred racks in my pocket, woo (Bitch)
Fifty in each pocket, she on cock, dick (Bitch)
Diamonds on me, jumpin' like a moshpit (Ayy)
We don't want smoke, we don't talk, we pop shit
I swear to God, yeah
Oh, yeah
[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley & Baby Grizzley]
I used to play the GameCube, now I play the VS Cubes
They ain't with us? Fuck 'em, we still in the trenches, pourin' juice (Fuck them niggas)
Them boys'll come and tie your ass all way up, you talk loose (Grrt)
Nigga (Haha), ayy
It cost money just to look like this (Okay), you gotta know somethin'
A nigga around me, he either get pape' or'll smoke somethin' (Ooh)
A nigga hate? It's probably 'cause his ho done choked on it (On my mama)
Ayy, life be lifin' when you broke, don't it? (Ha)
Being real can't be taught, you just gotta be it
That shit either in you or it ain't and we gon' see it (It is)
Like I got a dog kennel, all these killers I be feedin'
Nigga throw a rock at me, them boys gon' come and first degree him (Grrt, bang)
You ain't gotta go to Cali, in the D, we got it low (We got it)
I been trappin' since a kid, had niggas' aunties snortin' blow (They did)
I make shooters wanna cop a bag and watch they pockets grow (I swear)
I don't speak Spanish, but right after I nut, bitch, adios (Bitch)
I ain't got no love for you, you ain't run them streets with me (Uh-uh)
You ain't pick up jail calls, bitch, you ain't send no cheese to me (Uh-uh)
I don't know what niggas thought, but you don't want no beef with me (Uh-uh)
I had them niggas on your taco, better duck your beef and bean (Bop, bop)
(Grizz, what your chain cost?) I don't know, a half a million? (Huh?)
Don't do friendly bitches, she speak back, you can have her, nigga (Fuck on)
Youngest niggas in the city, bricks in the casket, nigga (Woo)
Bring me fifteen, once you pull off, can't bring it back, my nigga (Get it done)
You see the ice job? You can't even lie, they did a nice job
They ran in my crib, them lil' boys weren't in they right mind
You know them G7s come broad day, they don't wait 'til nighttime
Before I trust a nigga with the wheel, I'll let my wife drive (Facts)
Gettin' money, break bread with the whole mob (With the mob)
Wait, keep my name out yo' mouth, that's these hoes job (That ain't yo' job)
We hit the club, fifty deep, don't wait in no line
These niggas play tough, but be bitches the whole time (You a ho)
Two hundred racks in my pocket, woo (Bitch)
Fifty in each pocket, she on cock, dick (Bitch)
Diamonds on me, jumpin' like a moshpit (Ayy)
We don't want smoke, we don't talk, we pop shit
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