[Intro: Tee Grizzley]
Ah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ah (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Baby Grizzley]
I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track
Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap (Grrah)
Gave my mama all that time, she did ten and gave that back
Now your kids rich, Mar Mar blew eighty stacks and made that back (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Baby Grizzley]
My nigga Tee the sergeant (Ayy), neighborhood locksmith (Ayy)
Uberin' with Ks, five stars, get a top lift
If I gotta stand tall (What?), I'ma drop shit
Westside, thirty on the Wesson, call it Glocksmith (Boom)
[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
We come from that cloth that they don't make no more (They don't)
Text your bitch like, "Pop out," she text back you made her stay at home (This ho-ass)
Baby Grizz and Mama Grizzley back, they let them gangsters home (They here)
Ridin' in that SRT Demon, but them angels close, I ain't alone
[Verse 3: Baby Grizzley]
Say the clip full, brodie (Rrah), we gon' spray that, though
Opps know ain't shit they can do, they ain't gon' save that, though (That's it)
Eat me in a Rolls-Royce, I just might make a ho
Told that lil' bitch to bring her friends, I don't date alone
Ah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ah (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Baby Grizzley]
I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track
Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap (Grrah)
Gave my mama all that time, she did ten and gave that back
Now your kids rich, Mar Mar blew eighty stacks and made that back (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Baby Grizzley]
My nigga Tee the sergeant (Ayy), neighborhood locksmith (Ayy)
Uberin' with Ks, five stars, get a top lift
If I gotta stand tall (What?), I'ma drop shit
Westside, thirty on the Wesson, call it Glocksmith (Boom)
[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
We come from that cloth that they don't make no more (They don't)
Text your bitch like, "Pop out," she text back you made her stay at home (This ho-ass)
Baby Grizz and Mama Grizzley back, they let them gangsters home (They here)
Ridin' in that SRT Demon, but them angels close, I ain't alone
[Verse 3: Baby Grizzley]
Say the clip full, brodie (Rrah), we gon' spray that, though
Opps know ain't shit they can do, they ain't gon' save that, though (That's it)
Eat me in a Rolls-Royce, I just might make a ho
Told that lil' bitch to bring her friends, I don't date alone
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