Colors Tee Grizzley

[Intro]
Raf Simons cost me five slips (Uh-huh)
That Goyard bag another five strip
You in Detroit and see a Wraith, nigga, that's my shit
Would've pushed Rico's shit back, I am not Mitch (That's fourteen bricks right there)
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Gettin' money, why these niggas gettin' mad?
Jump off the plane with a couple of M's in the bag (Loaded)
If anybody play with me, it's numbers on they head
We ain't gon' talk about it though, that's the end of that (Ah)

[Verse 1]
Trappin', I'm still into that, address, I can send you that
So if my label drop me, I can still look like I rap
Know a couple of niggas livin' like they got platinum plaques (Uh-huh)
All they doing is catchin' bags, sendin' out and sittin' back (Uh-huh)
Rose presi' on my wrist, I can afford that (That ain't shit)
Back in the day I couldn't even look toward that
When I was broke, I couldn't even look toward the bitch
Now she suck my dick and don't say shit when I record the bitch (Catch that)
Been on the indictment list, tryna see the Forbes list
Went from playin' with joysticks to out in traffic blowin' sticks (Brrah)
When your fans gets your name tatted, then you know you lit (Ayy)
Stank from my cologne, I'ma fuck her if she snort the drip (Uh-huh)
Promise my brother I'ma stack and get this paper right
But I'm spendin' 60K a month just on everyday life
When you that bag, everybody wanna borrow it
Problems they got, they gon' call you like you 'caused 'em (Brr)
Fall up in the club, I can rain 'til it's mornin' (Rain 'til it's mornin')
Startin' every game 'cause at practice I've been ballin' (Swish)
Heard a couple niggas wanna put me on my shit (What?)
Tell 'em pull up with them sticks and let 'em hit, you better not miss, bitch (Bitch, brr)