Tee Grizzley - Built For Whatever Album Lyrics

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Grizzley Talk

(Jose the Plug)
Ayy

Man, this street shit ain't no fun, niggas lost everybody (everybody)
It ain't even fair no more, the rats be out here catchin' bodies (crazy)
We ain't 'bout to throw no hands, you know niggas scared to fight (no)
Ain't no mercy for these niggas, bro, they ain't gon' spare our life, nigga (drop his ass)

I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real niggas, man, I love y'all like my blood brothers (on my mama)
Hate our name was even attached to certain motherf*ckers (on my mama)
Opened up them doors for the D, who gon' say I'm lyin'?
If you goin' off, don't take this bag, this shit ain't worth dyin'
Whole brick of Billie Eilish, stretch it, I took out a nine
R.I.P. my niggas, love them boys like they still alive (R.I.P. my niggas)
Marmar did five, came home, brodie went right back
Shit made me sad, I just wanted bro to get the bag
State dropped the case (damn), that mean we gotta fight the feds
Even if we down, we gon' make sure we hold up our heads (for sure that)
Seventy percent of my niggas gotta sleep on mats
We can't talk for more than fifteen minutes 'less they call me back
Gotta use they clothes as a pillow, what you know 'bout that?
Cold bitch, I only hit her once, but she came back-to-back (that's a fact)
Street took my pops, police gave me back my mama
Today, I see a little peace, it used to be just drama
My niggas went from gettin' suspended to gettin' indicted
'Cause they ended up shootin', but we started off just fightin' (free 'em)
I been through them prisons, nigga, I been in them counties (I been in them counties)
I just did a feature, nigga, and pro'd a hundred thousand (pro'd a hundred thousand)
Ain't gon' speak about these niggas, they some hoes like they mamas
Bitches used to ignore me, now they like, "Why we need a condom?" Ayy
Pull up to the store, I got a four, go get a pop
With my day-one nigga and the plug, told him, "Send a box"
I know he gon' tell me chill, all these feds gon' get us hot
You see all this jewelry, but what you better see is this Glock, bitch
Yeah, this a Louis joggin' suit, f*ck is you talkin' to?
F*ck out the way when I'm walkin' through 'fore niggas ball on you
I remember when we all was through, I couldn't call on you
Don't know how to mix the song, but I can mix that doggy food (bring the press)
Boy a real killer, he ain't no real nigga
I can't pay him for no body, he gon' tell the cops who sent him (he gon' tell)
Caught that pussy after dark, damn, I thought they was smart (get on him)
Tried to throw it in reverse, boy, we threw his shit in park (skrrt)
In here stackin' money, and we been stackin' up on choppers
I could leave a million at my brother house and boy, I promise
He might take some pictures with it, but he ain't gon' steal a dollar
Leave a thousand at your brother's shit, he runnin' to Wakanda (he outta there)
Niggas rats, I ain't heard shit, I ain't seen shit
Street shit (street shit), never mind, y'all be on police shit (police shit)
Jumpin' on the plane with the bag, I be leery
But the loads still all clipped like size thirty-eight Amiris, ayy (woo)
Niggas on my dick, I see 'em all watchin' my InstaSnap (look at 'em)
Think you got the drop, send your nigga through and get him clapped (send 'em)
Buffs look like white on rice (buffs look like white on rice)
Rollie fitted, that bitch hit harder than Iron Mike (that bitch hit harder than Tyson)
Yeah, boy, when you was gettin' your ass beat by your parents
I was watchin' my parents baggin' up grams, dreamin' 'bout McLarens
I was facin' thirty, kept quiet, ayy, can you do that? (Can you?)
Bro called, send a bag, then I'm like, "You flew through that, nigga" (damn)
I'm richer than everybody that I went to school with (everybody that I went to school with)
Ayy, teachers included
And I'm just like you, probably worse, I was on bullshit (I was on bullshit)
Matter fact, scratch was, I'm still on bullshit (I'm still on bullshit)
They ain't got love for us, gang, they would've showed it (f*ck 'em)
Bitch, we be outside so much, niggas think we homeless (we out here)
When I catch your mans, I'm goin' stupid (dumb)
Can't rap about the details 'cause I'm gon' really do it
Bitch, that money long as train smoke (bitch, that money long as train)
F*ck just him, I want his gang smoke, ayy (f*ck just him, I want his gang)
I got a new crib (new crib), but I call that bitch my old-school (my old-school)
'Cause that bitch the same size as my old school (Cody High)
I moved to Cali, they like, "Come back to the trenches"
I got plugs out here, bro, pop out and fly back with them bitches (come get 'em)
Gang takin' niggas' hoes, they like, "Come back with our bitches" (come back)
Don't even trip, they gon' be back, but in a minute, nigga (calm down, nigga)
Knew she was hurt when that bitch text me back like, "Do you" (what?)
I made it even worse, I text her back like, "Who you?" (Who is this?)
I ain't even f*ck, she ate me like the orange pack of noodles
Brodie came home from the joint and got to trendin' all on YouTube (the G.O.A.T.)

Man, that street shit ain't what's up, niggas lost everybody (we lost everybody)
It ain't even fair no more, the rats be catchin' bodies (crazy)
We ain't 'bout to throw no hands, niggas scared to fight
Ain't no mercy for these niggas, bro, they ain't gon' spare our life, nigga (bah)

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Not Gone Play

(Chopsquad)
Lil' bro shot in the crowd
I think he painted a nigga
Then he came through with the TEC (grra)
I think he wasted the nigga, damn
(I think he wasted the nigga, no, I know he wasted the nigga) ayy

I ain't gon' play with you niggas (I ain't gon' play with you niggas)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (I'm not 'bout to play with you niggas)
I'm not gon' play with you niggas (I'm not 'bout to play with you niggas)
Ain't finna play with you niggas (not finna play with you niggas)
You know the niggas that's dyin' (you know the niggas that's dead)
I know the niggas that did it (I know the nigga that killed)
I know the niggas that's solid (I know the niggas that's solid)
You know the niggas that's snitchin' (you know the niggas, let's go)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (not 'bout to play with you, boy)
I'm not finna play with you niggas (I'm not 'bout to play with you, boy)
I ain't 'bout to play with you niggas (you know not to play with me, boy)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (you know not to play with me, boy)
Them niggas you got with you pussy (them niggas you got wanna talk)
These niggas I got with me with it (niggas I got with me)
It ain't no point in you hidin' (grra)
I want you, I'ma come get you (go get it)

I ain't gon' play with you, niggas you got with you pussy
These niggas I got with me with it
This shit like GTA, we be on missions
These niggas be dancin', that stick got 'em twitchin'
Nigga don't ask me who is my opps
If you ain't the gang then stay out our bidness
Ain't gon' respond on the 'net
But just know I saw it, I see you, you gettin' it
He talkin' too crazy, we ridin', we lookin'
Niggas ain't out here, can't find them, they pussy
His gang don't claim him, they say he dick suckin'
You know that I'm quiet, them choppers talk for me
Von hit L.A., I brought him a pole
I gave it to Gleesh and we walked in the store
I was with Booka first time in the O
And I had the bitch on me, was ready to blow (baow)

I ain't gon' play with you niggas (I ain't gon' play with you niggas)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (not 'bout to play with you niggas)
I'm not gon' play with you niggas (not 'bout to play with you niggas)
Ain't finna play with you niggas (not finna play with you niggas)
You know the niggas that's dyin' (you know the niggas that's dead)
I know the niggas that did it (I know the nigga that killed)
I know the niggas that's solid (I know the niggas that's)
You know the niggas that's snitchin' (you know the niggas, let's go)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (I ain't gon' play)
I'm not finna play with you niggas (nah, nah)
I ain't 'bout to play with you niggas (they ain't gon' play)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (grra, grra)
Them niggas you got with you pussy (uh-huh)
These niggas I got with me with it (yeah, yeah)
It ain't no point in you hidin' (uh-huh)
I want you, I'ma come get you (boom, boom, Von)

Boy, I ain't gon' play with these niggas
I got bodies from back in the day on these niggas (back in the day)
Better watch what you say to a nigga (huh? What?)
He'll take it to court and turn state on a nigga (why did you say that?)
And I keep me a pistol, F-N, the initials (yeah)
I promise to God I won't miss (grra, grra)
And you know I'm official (huh), my niggas gorillas (what?)
I tell 'em to get you, they get you (boom)
Folks 'nem snakes, they low down (uh-huh)
If we catch a opp, it's gon' go down (it's gon' go down)
Pull up on they block with the .4's out (what? Huh?)
Nigga play crazy in this bitch, knock his soul out (boom, boom, boom)
Them niggas with me they be steppin' for me (steppers)
They steppin' for love, they ain't steppin' for free (ain't steppin')
Put ten on his head, that lil' nigga cheap (huh? What?)
I just got a call, he got found in the street (boom, boom)

I ain't gon' play with you niggas (I ain't gon' play with you niggas)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (not 'bout to pay with these niggas)
I'm not gon' play with you niggas (I ain't gon' play)
Ain't finna play with you niggas (not finna play with these niggas)
You know the niggas that's dyin' (you know the niggas that's dead)
I know the niggas that did it (I know the niggas that killed)
I know the niggas that's solid (I know them niggas)
You know the niggas that's snitchin' (you know the niggas, let's go)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (I ain't gon' play)
I'm not finna play with you niggas (ain't gon' play with these boys)
I ain't 'bout to play with you niggas (you ain't gon' play with me)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (you not gon' play with me)
Them niggas you got with you pussy (what?)
These niggas I got with me with it (they with it)
It ain't no point in you hidin' (what?)
I want you, I'ma come get you (I'ma come get it)
I ain't gon' play with you niggas (huh?)

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Built To Last

(Jose the Plug)
Talk to 'em
I'm just chillin' at the crib, right?
This shit f*ckin' me up
You gotta talk to 'em, man

Lookin' at my son like, "Damn, I got a human" (this shit real)
'Member when I felt you in your mama's stomach movin' (I do)
Lookin' at my jewelry like, "Damn, I'm really stupid" (that's crazy)
Lookin' at my past like, "Damn, man, I been through it" (it all)
Lil' brodie came home from jail and he crashed (damn)
Then brodie called home from jail and he laughed (what's up, nigga?)
Gotta match my nigga energy, I can't be sad (I can't)
We ain't trippin' on no time, bitch, you know we built to last (you know that)
I see niggas be who they wanna be on the 'Gram
I see bitches with the niggas that they said they ain't had (damn)
I was in the ninth grade yelling, "Get a bag"
Catchin' contacts packin' up the boy without a mask (I remember)

Gettin' fast money
That shit you pullin' out on camera, that's my gas money (that's light)
God, how I make it here? I just ain't had nothin'
Sittin' in the bullpen starvin', eatin' bag lunches
On my way to court 'cause I was movin' like a crash dummy (was crashin' out)
Gotta hold myself accountable (yeah)
If God don't exist, then how I make it through these obstacles? (Tell me that)
I ain't do it on my own, that's impossible
I was prayin' hard for this shit, that's what you gotta know
Don't gotta like me, but respect me, that's what you gotta do
'Cause I'ma try to put you in the morgue, f*ck the hospital (nigga, you outta here)
And puttin' trust in niggas been risky (it has)
I was a lil' nigga knowin' niggas been iffy like (I do)
I would let niggas get rich with me (I would)
But they'll run off with a quarter 'stead of tryna build a brick with me (f*ck 'em)
Don't even kill 'em, let 'em watch us get litty
While he walkin', we gon' ride Forgis on the 650, bitch (turn up)
Big Grizzley, f*ck with me, bad bitches, f*ck plenty
Me and bro just made a cut face, that's a buck-fifty
Play with me, duck fifty, if it's up, it's stuck with me
Glock 27 stuck to me and it bust quickly

Lookin' at my son like, "Damn, I got a human" (this shit real)
'Member when I felt you in your mama's stomach movin' (I remember)
Lookin' at my jewelry, brodie like, "You goin' stupid" (you goin' crazy)
Lookin' at our past, I'm like, "Brodie, we been through it" (ayy, for real)
Baby Grizz came home from jail and he crashed (damn)
But we can't forget, before he left, he got the bag (he did)
And he still rich, hope you don't think he in there sad
We ain't trippin' on no time, bitch, you know we built to last (nigga, you know that)
I see niggas be who they wanna be on the 'Gram
I see bitches with the niggas that they said they ain't had
I see niggas without the bag they said that they had
And for some reason I believed them, I'm like, "Damn" (niggas cap)

Ain't paranoid, I'm just on high alert (alert)
Smokin' weed to numb the pain, yeah, I'm high and hurt
Can't no clinic pills help you when that chopper burn
Like an STD, but that's just how some people gotta learn (go get 'em)
Ayy, I ain't scared of nothin' roamin' this Earth
If somethin' scare me, it's gon' go in the dirt (you hear me?)
'Member sleepin' at the trap, they used to line up at the door on the first
I'm with the nigga that put your bro on a shirt (he right here)
Let me talk about my past
Abusive household, multiple failures (facts)
Ramen noodles kept us from starvin', I'm tryna tell you (facts)
Headaches, stomachaches, nigga, heartaches
Turn you into shark bait 'bout our cake
Let's talk about my future, though
Now we excited 'bout what the future hold
Trips out the country, we done got used to those
Bustdowns, got a few of those (got a few of those)
These bitches see us and they do the most
Don't play with us or it's your funeral (don't play)
Back to my past, show these niggas where we came from
Fightin' for nothin', we was just tryna get our name up
Now we tryna get our change up
You do that, they say you changed up
We just told our story, never tried to get our fame up
Lame nigga, I'm in that foreign doin' the dash (doin' the dash)
How you gon' stop some niggas that's built to last, huh?
Lame nigga, we in that foreign doin' the dash (doin' the dash in this bitch)
How you gon' stop some niggas that's built to last, huh? (You can't, nigga)

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In My Feelings

(Mhm)
Ayy, in my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (yeah)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings (Hit-Boy)

Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't f*ck with no niggas like I'm a dyke
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe, sike
My niggas important for life

So we all got 'em (yeah)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it (they goin')
I used to want an Impala
Now my chain cost twenty Impalas (twenty)
'Cause the racks went up, the bag gon' bust
Lambo trucks, Hellcats to us
Bitch, we can't talk about nothin' when I'm in your city, I'll f*ck you or somethin' (uh)
I'm with my bro and we thuggin', don't even pull up if your buddy ain't comin' (comin')
Five thousand dollar meal, be careful with the hot plate (hot plate)
Playin' AP down like it's BAPE (like it's BAPE)
Big Backwoods, we don't do vapes (no vapes)
I don't even smoke but f*ck it's lit, so I'm smokin' today (I am)
Enjoy your life, don't throw it away
'Cause a nigga like me is gon' smoke you today (brrra)

In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (uh-uh)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright (yeah)
I don't f*ck with no niggas like I'm a dyke (yeah)
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe (yeah), sike (yeah)
My niggas important for life

In my feelings, nah in my millions
Coupe, no ceiling, yeah, yeah
First time she seen me I was in a Porsche but I f*cked in a Bentley, yeah, yeah
How the young nigga got all of them cars?
How the young nigga got all of them broads?
He the lil' nigga that break all the rules
He the lil' nigga that break all the laws (woo)
Took my trap money, said, "F*ck that shit", and signed myself (it's Dolph)
In that double R with my AR, all by myself (it's Dolph)
Damn Dolph, you smashed his bitch then smoked his homeboy (f*ck 'em)
Had to look in the mirror tell myself, "You wrong, boy" (f*ck 'em)
Twenty rich niggas with me, nigga, we the mob (ayy)
Gangsta shit, I'll front you somethin', nigga, come get a job

Ayy, gangsta shit, we don't want just you
We gon' get at whoever involved
Gangsta shit, you rich and I don't like you
I'm gettin' you robbed

In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (in my feelings)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't f*ck with no niggas like I'm a dyke (shit)
I'm the important one (woo), bro got the pipe, sike (yeah)
My niggas important for life (yeah, Quavo)

Hunnid bands, out the mud, I ain't in my feelings (bands)
R.I.P. to Pop, Shoot for the Stars is in my ceilings (cullinan)
I jump in the kitchen, I'm trappin' and whippin', need more adrenaline ('drenaline)
Go straight to the plug, no middle man, nigga, I know that you're feelin' me (you feel me?)
Yeah, gone, spent eighty a piece (a piece)
On these carats at least (ice, woo)
She f*ckin' for free, shit, I tipped her a fee (smash)
We was on D, until we scored points on the streets (we up)
Bodies on bodies, we sweep (bodies)
We put 'em to sleep (sweep)

In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (in my feelings)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't f*ck with no niggas like I'm a dyke
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe, sike
My niggas important for life

So we all got 'em (baow)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it (they goin' for sure)

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Careless

Yeah, YNW
Young Grizzley World
Slatt, suwoop, slatt
Yeah, yeah (slatt)

State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (stack)
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (racks, racks)
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (racks)
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (racks, racks)
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks (racks, racks)
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of money, got a whole lot of that (stacks, stacks)

He gon' make me spend them bands on you (yeah)
They gon' make me spend them bands on them (yeah)
Please don't make me spend them bands on you (yeah)
That .40 on my waist and we ready to shoot

Hundred-round on the Draco and a fifty-round on the carbon
.22 clip in the Kel-Tec, f*ck bygones or pardons
Got a snubnose and a shotty (shotty), nigga move wrong, get bodied (bodied)
Seventeen shots in the Glock 17, aim right where you heart is (heart is)
Four-hundred hollows in the HK, get a nigga whacked (get a nigga whacked)
Draco spit .223's, how did it f*ck around and cause a earthquake?
Heard his organs spilled, nigga hit him up in the worst way (worst way)
I crashed quicker than my second week out of jail in the white Merce's (merce's)
Uh, spin the block with a Glock, do you spin again?
Shoot the bitch, set 'em off, we ain't settin' trends

State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (oh yeah)
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (oh yeah)
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (oh yeah)
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps (yeah)
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks (yeah)
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of money, got a whole lot of that (yeah)

Woke up in a whole 'nother bag (which one?)
Neck cost a dog food slab (whole crib)
Don't do beef on the net (nah)
I don't talk bags on the jack (nah)
Get home with the racks and add to the stash
Twelve-dollar kush, pull up to the trap
Is the club computer-friendly? (Why?)
Bro tryna get in with the MAC (grra)
We gon' stack, stack, stack, nigga (stack, stack, stack, stack)
We could go rack for rack for rack, nigga (rack for rack for rack for rack)
We don't make rap-cap hits (no)
Bro really gon' splat your shit (fye-fye)
Real hundreds, no catfish, bitch (no catfish)
Big bags got the trap lit, bitch (got the trap lit)
Starin' at the sky (starin' at the sky), not the clouds, the watch (Skydweller)
Talk loud, get dropped (there he go)
Baow-baow, goodbye (he out of here)
Skelly made by Audemars (Audemars)
Bust down keep me out of the dark (out the dark)
My niggas look just like humans (like humans)
Don't be fooled, we sharks (baow)

State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps
State a lot of facts, tote a whole lot of straps
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of bags, got a whole lot of racks
Whole lot of money, got a whole lot of that

He gon' make me spend them bands on you
They gon' make me spend them bands on them
Please don't make me spend them bands on you
That .40 on my waist and we ready to shoot (ready to shoot)

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White Lows Off Designer

Ayy, you know the rules, shoot first, then we get discussin'
Ever saw a headshot? That shit ain't nothin' (nah)
Ever ate jail food? That shit disgustin' (ugh)
They talk that killer shit, them niggas bluffin' (cap)
I check 'em back tonight, catch you niggas at the traffic light (there they go)
Hangin' out the window 'bout to shoot and the gun jam right (shit)
I swear a nigga heart dropped like the gas price
I'm tappin' bro screamin' like, "Do the dash right" (pull up)
Shit knock when it's playin', they don't know what that's like (they don't know what that's like)
And one of your guns got his brains clapped (boom)
Now pull up on his mama and explain that (shit)
How you gon' give her that news? She just talked to him and he was with you (I'm sorry)
He ain't even like that, it's your fault, what the hell you get him into? (It ain't)

I got my own problems, money ain't gon' solve 'em
White lows off designer, loyalty no option
Please don't start no drama, we the ones gettin' shit poppin'
Please don't break your promise, please just keep shit honest
I got my own problems (problems), money ain't gon' solve 'em (solve 'em)
White lows off designer ('signer), loyalty no option
Please don't start no drama (drama), we the ones gettin' shit poppin' (poppin')
Please don't break your promise (promise), please just keep shit honest

I'm on the block with my brother, my siblings
I love my city, I'm one of the realest
I went a year without seein' my children
The way that he move, I got feelings he stealing
I hate the smell of the Percs when I'm pissin'
I'm bein' honest, not workin' with feelings
I'm bein' honest, it hurt when you did it
He tried to snake me, it hurt when he did it
Don't wanna hear all them lies today
I hate when a nigga procrastinate
High off the pill like I died today
Puttin' the ashes on Patek face
All of my shows, get in with the strap
I get the pills and put one in my mouth
They in the trap, they shoot dice in the trap
I'm in the streets and I don't gotta rap
I'm turnin' up, I got all of the doubt
Niggas be bitches, got all of the clout
I beat the odds to figured it out
I beat the charge then ran up my house
Me, I'd give it all up
Me, don't believe in karma
They tried to starve us
If it weren't for my mama, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got my own problems, money ain't gon' solve 'em
White lows off designer, loyalty no option
Please don't start no drama, we the ones gettin' shit poppin'
Please don't break your promise, please just keep shit honest
I got my own problems, money ain't gon' solve 'em
White lows off designer, loyalty no option
Please don't start no drama, we the ones gettin' shit poppin'
Please don't break your promise, please just keep shit honest

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Mad At Us

(Banger)
I got like five foreigns whippin'
I got like five foreigns whippin'
I got like five foreigns whippin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
I got like five foreigns whippin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
I got like five foreigns whippin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
I got like five foreigns whippin'
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

Ayy, I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)

Ayy, I swear I'm faithful, but from time to time, I'll f*ck a nigga bitch (okay)
You should be thanking me I showed you who she is, that bitch ain't shit (facts)
I got money in each pocket, I can't even put on my phone
Hit the club with like ten poles
F*ck this bitch, ho, then we gone (we out of here)
Ayy, thou shalt not kill, forgive me God, 'cause I got souls (amen)
You f*cked up what I gave you, now you back, my nigga, no (f*ck on)
Ayy, one thing I regret is getting these lame-ass niggas known (man)
Spent your mortgage on my fit and spent your rent on my cologne (ayy)
Niggas said they be posted where? Send the addy then
He ain't there, he cappin', now I'm mad, find his next of kin
Call my shooter cooked cocaine (why?) 'Cause he be crackin' heads
Girly that you love in my DMs not gettin' her message read

Ayy, I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)
Ayy, I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)

Ayy, ayy
Bro said, "You've been quiet, gang," (we chillin' bro), "Come back again" (come back)
Don't know how to invest these Ms (what to do?), Just stack it then
Hit a nigga's city, hotels only thing we checkin' in (yeah)
Walkin' out the studio with choppers with my section in (baw-baw-baw)
They asked how much paper I wanna make, I said, "All of it" (yeah)
You can go back to your hood, I can't 'cause I robbed all of 'em (give me that)
5.56 out the AR will stop your car from runnin'
Whole family had a bag on, all I saw was hustlers

I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)
Ayy, I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)
Ayy, I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)
Ayy, I got like five foreigns whippin' up (skrrt, skrrt)
My opps like to party, we gon' catch 'em drunk (grah)
This forty ink your body, come get tatted up (come get tatted, nigga)
They be suckin' dick, we don't, that's why they mad at us (that's why they mad at us)

(Banger)
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

---

Life Insurance

(Banger)
Gotta get on my knees, thank God, for sure
'Cause I was livin' like I had life insurance
Gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
'Cause I was gamblin' with my life, for sure

Ayy, ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before

Get on my knees, yeah (amen)
Run up that cheese, yeah (let's get it)
Loyalty, yeah (what you say?)
Loyalty, yeah (only way)
Got a lot to be thankful for, I got a lot to cry about (facts)
Know a lot of shit that I can only talk with God about (man)
Shit that I wished, it start comin' true, I had to watch my mouth
A billion of my people straight, some shit that I can't die without (I can't)
Foreign shit, I'm whippin' off, they want me to give it out (what?)
I remember I went without in the trenches with that extendo out like baow

Ayy, ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (talk to 'em)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (never did nothing right)
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (I got to)
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (nigga, I was)
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure (nigga, I was)
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (amen)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I did it)
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before

Trenchkid gangster, I was really out there with them ooters
Huh, forty banger, I keep this shit 'cause it bust medullas
Huh, thirty stick up in this shit, I call this bitch a ruler
Huh, VVS's, I got my shit from Benny jeweler
Niggas know me and my body
Curry-ed up, I ain't movin' 'round sloppy
Curry-ed up, I be movin' 'round properly
Think you keep playing with who? Nigga, not me
Had to homici' first 'cause he shot me
In my city, they know me, I'm oppy
I'm a youngin' gon' do it and cocky
I done got ocky, who could have stopped me?
We really turn up gang like a Nazi
I know lil' bro gon' do it for the drill
I know a lot of niggas wanna flop me
But I still chill when I'm in the field
We upped the score, but I be wantin' more
I done seen opposition on the floor
I done seen hundred showers when it pour
I can't see no more, so I'ma ignore
I dare a nigga run up on the gang
Bet you that nigga run up on his pole
Bet you he's never ever gon' react
No cockin' it back, we keep it on go
I mix the dummy 'Lato with the spliff
I mix the dummy 'Lato with the 'to
Them niggas hating, I be getting checks
Can't f*ck with the racks, they know I'm a pro (Grrt)

Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (I got to)
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (that shit crazy)
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure (I was)
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (I got to)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)

Two bricks on my sleeve, yeah (two)
Two bands on my jeans, yeah (two)
They can't f*ck with me, yeah (they can't)
You can't f*ck with me, yeah (nigga, you can't)
Thanking God 'cause he let me have it my way (amen)
I just bought a mansion, I got choppers by the fireplace
Can't let me in, but I was never alone 'cause I had God (he was there)
Big bro say we gotta live even if they gotta die (shit f*cked)
We not no evil people, but we gon' survive (nigga, you know we is)
Turn this bitch into Iraq when it come to me and mine, ayy (nigga, you know we is, ayy)

Ayy, ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (I got to)
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (that shit crazy)
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure (I was)
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (I got to)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)

Gotta get on my knees, thank God, for sure
'Cause I was livin' like I had life insurance
Gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure
'Cause I was gamblin' with my life, for sure

---

Evictions

(Hit-Boy) Ayy

My fans said that I went missin' (nah)
No, I just been chillin' (coolin')
I had to take all this money shit in, you know that I come from eviction (was poor)
My options used to be limited, go get killed or get a conviction (either or)
Now my options significant, go get a deal or go independent
I could just cruise or I could start trippin'
Throw it in Corsa and show you my engine (yeah)
I bought a mansion and let people rent it
A big chandelier hangin' down from the ceiling, yeah (crazy)
Started back, put my all into it
'Cause niggas ain't puttin' they all into it
And they still got your old influence (ayy)
Look at your all into it (ayy, ayy)

Just paid all my taxes (my taxes)
Writin' off all my assets (all of 'em)
I ain't even know what that meant, had to get an accountant to do my finances (what this mean?)
If it ain't 'bout my passport, I don't need no nigga to stamp me (f*ck 'em)
I brought my mama a lawyer, that shit mean more to me than a Grammy (yeah)
We get into it damn near every week
But she get a pass, my nigga, she had me (I forgive you)
I brought my girl to the D and let her meet granny, we 'bout to be family (locked in)
I got my lil' bro driving 'cause he ain't gon' panic when I go to blastin' (baow)
They come around when they need us, they get the cash, them niggas gon' vanish (gone)
They get what they need and they leave us (they is)
They gon' be back when they need us (they will)
Won't ask nobody for nothing, if you hear me askin', I'm talkin' to Jesus (talkin' to God, ayy, amen)
If you hear me askin', I'm talkin' to Jesus
Used to have shit so hot that I told my jeweler I wanted to freeze up
I am not a evil person, but shit could get evil, I ain't gon' lie (facts)
Your mama the reason you livin' (you hear me?)
Don't be the reason she die (you hear me?)
Go get on TV 'cause you niggas characters, man (characters)
When I ride past, they stare at the Benz
They don't know I used to be sharin' my pants
My watch got how many carats again?
Let me see, enough to make veggies smoothies for the rest of the year
Told you I was the smartest, so if I was you, nigga, I wouldn't test me, you hear?
If I'm beefin' with a nigga (beefin' with a nigga)
'Cause he on some bullshit with me (he on some bullshit with me)
I just wanna get a peace of mind (just wanna get a peace of mind)
Just wanna get mine in peace (wanna get mine in peace)
Ayy, if I'm eatin' with a nigga (eatin' with a nigga)
He gotta keep that shit a bean (he gotta keep that shit a bean)
He gotta know that we a team (he gotta know that we a team)
When he think of himself, he gon' think of me (do you hear me?)
(Do you hear me? Do you hear me?)
You hear me?
(Do you hear me? Do you hear me?)
You don't hear me

My fans said that I went missin'
No, I just been chillin'
I had to take all this money shit in, you know that I come from eviction
My options used to be limited, go get killed or get a conviction
Now my options significant, go get a deal or go independent
I could just cruise or I could start trippin'
Throw it in Corsa and show you my engine
I bought a mansion and let people rent it
A big chandelier hangin' down from the ceiling, yeah
Started back, put my all into it
'Cause niggas ain't puttin' they all into it
And they still got your old influence
Look at your all into it

---

Left Wrist Icey

What's up, baby, I'm doin' ad-libs right now, you hear me?
(Five hunnid)
I'm doin' ad-libs right now
Yeah
Hold on, hold on, I'm 'bout to call you right back
(Helluva made the beat, baby)
Twin Grizzleys, ayy

Left wrist icy, right wrist icy
Left wrist icy, right wrist icy
Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack
Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack

Ayy, these boys lame as f*ck, I got facial recognition (huh)
Murder mag manager, I got it out the kitchen
I'll elevate your bum ass career, with my mention
Dawg mad so I hit his bitch and doubled up the tension (haha)
Dropped the Range Rover just to move through the snow (skrrt)
Drumroll forty 'cause I move when it's go (ayy)
Yeah, I heard your song, it was cool but you broke (yeah)
Yeah, I heard you play with that tool, but you bold (yeah)
I walk in the club and get to trippin' like my lace loose (make it rain)
Hit I gotta (okay), I buy that bitch some Prada (okay)
Too much money on my plate, heavyweight, bitch I'm eight deuce (okay)
Check that bag like a guala, on my mama (woo)
Niggas hate when I talk money 'cause they ain't got none (hey)
Make a opp run (hey), call a hunnid round Glock fun
Five hunnid eses, my niggas had a high run (five hunnid)
Dreamed I was in a Benz so I dropped one (skrrt)
Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack
Tool on the TEC, fool and get whacked, uh
Smooth but, I don't play by rules, so get back (okay)
Don't wear blue so I'ma buy the Loub's just to match it (okay)
Jumpin' over niggas leapin'
Hit that pussy for a hour off them pills, I, uh
Eliminate, I'm sleep
Teacher asked who I wanna be, I say "My nigga Tee"
Whole squad throwin' up the B's like I hit a three
Left wrist icy (hey), right wrist icy (hey)
Bitch tried to spike me (hey)
Feds try to 'dict me (hey)
Saint Laurent shirt, nah, bitch this ain't no white tee
Put all my niggas on that screen like I'm Spike Lee
Cooler on the TEC, four-five, Nina busser
Baby wanna be my kids mama, I can't trust her
Pussy was amazin' but I can't even cuff her
Too much bread, I can't even spread chunky peanut butter (ooh)
If you know your bitch bad, nigga, please, tuck her
Tell her new nigga, "Take a knee, I done f*cked her" (okay)
Pussy was amazin' but I can't even cuff her (okay)
Too much bread like I'm tryna spread chunky peanut butter

Nigga, left wrist icy (hey), right wrist icy (hey)
Left wrist icy (hey), right wrist icy (hey)
Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack
Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack
Nigga, left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (both of 'em)
Left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (hunnid on that bitch)
Belt was a stack (yeah), shoes was a stack (what else?)
Belt was a stack (what else?), Shoes was a stack (talk to 'em)

Ask God to help me take flight (yeah)
Now I know how it feel to everything, except wear fake ice (facts)
Only tell the truth to Jesus, when we talk on late nights (amen)
Like, "You know I committed every sin except for rape, right? (Did everything)
Waitin' on our mama now, they gave me back my brother (he hard)
My chain cost the same way I keep it, that's a hunnid (whole hunnid)
The shooter got his passport, we'll blow you down in London (boom)
Next time a nigga diss me, ask 'em, "Do he got more money?" (He don't)
I got pull, ayy (pull), but it's rules, ayy (but it's rules)
Have niggas walk up in your house like they your roommates (knock-knock)
Yeah, left wrist icy (icy), new crib pricey (yeah)
Niggas don't like me, you'll get fried like Hibachi (cookin')
Wish somebody would, try to play like I ain't goated (what?)
Keep it real, I'm the reason niggas gettin' noticed (facts)
I was headlinin', niggas couldn't even open (facts)
It was mine first, now it's Baby Grizz' moment, nigga

Left wrist icy, right wrist icy
Left wrist icy, right wrist icy
Belt was a stack (yah), shoes was a stack (yah)
Belt was a stack (yah), shoes was a stack, bitch
Left wrist icy, right wrist icy
Left wrist icy, right wrist icy
Belt was a stack (yah), shoes was a stack (yah)
Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, bitch

---

High Speed

(Banger)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Ayy, look
You got the wheel, my nigga, just don't panic, man
Drive this bitch, nigga, don't crash
None of that dumb shit
Hit some corners tryna get away from they ass, bro
Go, go, nigga, go, go (jump out of there, get out of there, get out of there)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Ayy, damn

Police behind us (them bitches right on us)
Just turned on they lights (damn)
Ayy, bro, make a left (ayy, take the left)
Then take a right (hit the right now)
No, we not stoppin' (hell no, we ain't stoppin')
Blow through the lights (blow through them bitches)
I gotta make it back home
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (not goin' to jail tonight)

High speed (high speed)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (ayy, nigga, go)
High speed (bro, you gotta get away from they ass, make a fork)
We not goin' to jail tonight
High speed (ayy, make another left)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (hold on, they almost off us, bro)
High speed (f*ck, there they go again)
I can't go to jail tonight (come on)

Police on us, I ain't trippin', though, we in some fast shit (we in some fast shit)
Ayy, bro, they hittin' they lights (what?)
Okay, catch me, bitch (catch me, bitch)
We got like five extensions (five)
We all got prior convictions (damn)
Ayy, bro, them bitches right on us (they on us)
We can't even throw out the Glizzy's (f*ck)
How many on us? I counted five
Brodie, just focus, bend some more blocks
We gon' get away, just drive this bitch
Slow down turnin' corners, don't crash this bitch
Me and bro in the back sweatin' and shit
Everybody got straps, can't pass this bitch
Let down the window, I'm checkin' my clip
If I gotta hop out, I'ma blast this bitch, ayy (f*ck)

Damn, plice behind us (ayy, them bitches on us, bro)
Just turned on they lights (ayy, they flickin', nigga)
Ayy, bro, make a left (ayy, turn, turn)
Then take a right (come on, get up outta there)
No, we not stoppin' (hurry up, make a right)
Blow through the lights (get up outta there, man)
I gotta make it back home (go, nigga, go)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (come on)

High speed (high speed)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (I'm not goin' to jail tonight)
High speed (catch me, bitch)
We not goin' to jail tonight (I'm not goin' to jail tonight)
High speed (they gotta catch me)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (ayy, we outta there)
High speed (get up outta there, nigga)
I can't go to jail tonight (go, get up outta there)

Speed on 'em
Don't ease on 'em, we gettin' the lead on 'em (yeah)
Brrt, granny, open the garage right now, we got the police on us (okay)
We got away, now we all in the house and we puttin' up the blicks (put up the guns)
I hear sirens outside, I know that they still lookin' for the whip (dumb-ass cops)
We 'bout to chill for the night, man, we ain't even goin' out the crib (I'm chillin', bro)
I look out the window and I see squad cars all out this bitch, I'm out this bitch (they outside)
Jumped out the window (jumped out the window)
They ran the plates and found the rental (damn)
Damn, I'm happy I put up that pistol
I'm outta here, if you want me, then you gotta catch me, my nigga, I'm gone, ayy (outta there)

Damn, police behind us (ayy, them bitches on us, bro)
Just turned on they lights (ayy, they flickin', nigga)
Ayy, bro, make a left (ayy, turn, turn)
Then take a right (come on, get up outta there)
No, we not stoppin' (hurry up, make a right)
Blow through the lights (get up outta there, man)
I gotta make it back home (go, nigga, go)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (come on)

High speed (high speed)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (I'm not goin' to jail tonight)
High speed (catch me, bitch)
We not goin' to jail tonight (I'm not goin' to jail tonight)
High speed (they gotta catch me)
I'm not goin' to jail tonight (ayy, we outta there)
High speed (get up outta there, nigga)
I can't go to jail tonight (go)

---

Never Bend Never Fold

Yeah (Chopsquad)
Herb, what up, my nigga?
Uh (uh), uh
Talk to 'em (okay), ayy
Rich niggas with me (rich niggas)
Real niggas with me (real niggas)
Real killers with me (real killers)
Send a nigga six feet (baow)
We be totin' big heat (grr)
Get your whip, Swiss cheese (ayy)
Think I'm out of Tennessee (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Bitch I'm with the Grizzlies

Ayy, rappers all the time but we savages at the crib (back in move)
Tell Lenny pull up foreign, tint the windows on this bitch (yeah)
You know we plan on shootin' first, if we ain't bulletproof this bitch (grrah)
Keep a nigga with me that's gon' tell the police that they is (they is)
Think a nigga drunk, I put that .40 to his rib (baow)
If we don't go on a chase, know I'ma do 'em big (skrrt)
We went on two hits a day when brodie bought a seal (back to back)
I can't even add the cake, feel like I'm doin' trick (woo)
And that's no bap (no cap)
Had a hunnid at my momma house, before rap (that's before rap)
Left a nigga with his strap like he had no strap (dropped it)
Know somebody gotta die, we put it on cap (on God, nigga)
And you can't sell a dime bag, bitch this folk's trap (this is bro's shit)

We still live like some young niggas, uh (live like some young niggas)
We still live like some young niggas (live like some young niggas)
Ayy, same guns as our young niggas (ayy, brrt)
Ayy, but we got money like some old niggas (like some old niggas)
Ayy, you can't come around, you told nigga (get the f*ck off, nigga)
Nah, can't talk bad about my bros, nigga (can't say shit about 'em), nah
Nah, know we stickin' to the code, nigga (what else we doin'?)
Never bend, never fold, nigga (gang, gang)

ayy, Herbo wanna the shoot 'em, I'm like, "Broski, we got children" (yeah)
I was bein' cheap, Herbo like, "Broski, we got millions" (spend that shit)
My hitman say he hidin', I'm like, "Find that nigga, spin again"
My mark pulled up in that Lamb' and I can't find that nigga ceiling (drop)
Seein' six figures turn to seven, what a feeling (go)
Got lil' killers itchin', let 'em at 'em, let 'em get 'em (stretch his ass)
Niggas with the Hell in the Heaven, so we chillin' (f*ck 'em)
Like we go to school, up at seven but we drillin' (ayy)
Ask the teacher, "Can I hit the bathroom?" But I'm shootin' dice
If I lose I'm robbin' niggas, drop that shit or lose your life (put that shit down)
I'm a grizzly but I'm like a zebra, I got too much stripes (too many)
I'll take the fleeing and looting, bend some corners, stole that pipe (throw that)
Me and hoes be playin' catch, I throw a text, they throw that neck (suck it)
Bro'll take your shit off in this bitch, you know I'ma throw that check (I got you)
Flexing 'round my niggas, you better show them upmost respect (what?)
We bully niggas on that court, f*ck around and press the ref' (why they start shit?)

We still live some young niggas, uh (live like some young niggas)
We still live like some young niggas (live like some young niggas)
Ayy, same guns as our young niggas (ayy, brrt)
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
But we got money like some old niggas (like some old niggas)
Ayy, you can't come around, you told nigga (get the f*ck on, nigga)
Nah, can't talk bad about my bros, nigga (gan't say shit about 'em), nah
nah, know we stickin' to the code, nigga (what else we doin'?)
Never bend, never fold, nigga (never fold, nigga)

---

Less Talking More Action

(BeatGang)
Want you to talk to these niggas right quick
Matter of fact, don't even talk, nigga, just show action
'Cause everybody talkin' (ah), you hear me?

Ayy, less talkin', more action (ayy, you hear me, nigga?)
Ayy, less talk, we want action (shut the f*ck up, nigga)
Ayy, stop talkin', show action (ayy, tell 'em do something, nigga, huh)
Nigga, nigga, talk with your actions (ah)

You gon' do that shit? Then do it, you gon' shoot that bitch? Then shoot it (buck)
When you say you gon' do something then don't do it, you look stupid
Everybody say they real niggas (what?)
'Til it's time to be a real nigga (you ain't real, nigga)
It ain't easy, is it? Lil' nigga (huh?)
Funds on the way (huh?), my son on the way (what else?)
Bad bitch, but you know I can't put on tongue on you, baby (I can't)
Bentley truck, G63, when I was runnin' through that A (skrrt)
Shut the f*ck up, nigga, when you see me thumbin' through that cake, ayy
Niggas postin' when they opps slide, boy, that's doin' the cops job
Instagram look like federalinformant.com
Realest nigga out Detroit but I don't want no awards (at all)
Say I can't come the trenches, nigga, I was just there bored (ayy)

Tell these pussy-ass niggas, "Less talkin', more action"
(I was just bored as f*ck, there wasn't shit to do)
Ayy, no talk, we want action (you the one to keep talkin', nigga)
(Y'all niggas goin' out sad, nigga)
Ayy, stop talkin', show action, (show something, nigga)
Ayy, nigga, talk with your actions (huh? Huh?)

Ayy, got the game from my old head, now I got long bread
Mar Mar just came home and he got more money than grown men (he up)
Y'all boys ain't never seen no rainy days (nah)
You can't roll the dice on me 'cause you gon' ace away (you outta here)
I got niggas that'll come drop you, when they find you, he three states away (gone)
Police, they can't ask me shit 'cause I was in the A with bae
Cold-ass chess move, that's the type of game we play (yeah)
Niggas don't even know what they up against when they play gang (yeah, yeah, nigga, bitch)
But you know the rules, can't underestimate them guys (you can't)
Make sure everybody got one up top before you go live (we on point)
But I move like the Navy, roll with niggas that's gon' strike (buck)
If a nigga don't like me, it's 'cause he faker than his ice (buck)

Tell that pussy-ass nigga, "Less talkin', more action" (don't wanna talk nigga)
Nigga, talk with your actions (keep talkin', nigga, do something)
No talk, we want action (nigga, show us something, nigga)
Ayy, stop talkin', show action, nigga (bitch)
Less talkin', more action (less talkin', more action)
Ayy, less talkin', more action (less talkin', more action)
Ayy, nigga, talk with your actions (nigga, talk with your actions)
Ayy, stop talkin', show action (let us see something)

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White Dior Tee

(Brian, what did you do?)
What 300 did?
300 did what? Ayy (free the guys, nigga)

300 signed Baby Grizz and my nigga Lee (facts)
Shout out to Celine believin' in them gangsters out the street (good lookin')
Shit ain't just the fans, boy, the government givin' us streams (woo)
They like, "What you mean?" Bitch, the feds listen when we speak (nigga)
Bought my favorite girl a B-E-N-Z, nigga
Can't give out no loans, this for Baby Tee, nigga (neph')

Forty-eight a key, thirty-eight a P, nigga (work)
Two hundred sittin' on this white Dior tee, nigga (two hundred racks)
Ayy, Mu, 'member when you had them green things mailed?
You talkin' had, man, I still get them green things mailed (them bitches still on)
This shit smoke good, plus it got the look and the smell (strong)
Rose gold AP, hope this bitch don't send me to jail (bling blaow)

Shirt cost a G, shoes cost a G, nigga (bands)
And add another three hundred, got a deal, shout out 300 (woo)
In the booth spillin' Cris' on my Dior tee (facts)
And this whip I'm in ain't got no key, it come from Germany (overseas)
Pretty foreign bitch with me and she come from Germany (okay)
They ain't payin' five for a 'bow of ice, then they concernin' me (platinum, platinum, platinum)
Split your shit in half if a nigga think he harmin' me (platinum, platinum, platinum)
Used to grab Act' and blues out the pharmacy

Ayy, M's on my card, but I still keep me a bankroll (racks)
This white Dior tee, it cost me ten pairs G-Fazos (a band)
That boy ain't got a deal, but spent 50K on Rodeo
And Lee just got a deal, before his deal, he had his chain froze
Pull up to the trenches, Glizzy's with them switches
Niggas don't like gang 'cause they be f*ckin' niggas' bitches (bitch)
Bro hit his bitch, now he callin' bro an opp
Goofy-ass niggas out here dyin' over thots (dead wrong)

I ain't got a deal, but I get deals when you come to cop
Bored as hell, waitin' on three months for these bows to crop
I was bustin' niggas in they shit before I bust a watch (in they shit)
And I'll go punch up some cards 'fore I punch a clock

F*ck hittin', VV's on my neck swingin' on bitches (swingin' on hoes)
Choppers got Tris in 'em, been done leaned me a nigga (brrt)
Takin' feds chances, got two thousand beans in a rental
Once I make it there and back, I'ma come back with a sixty (sixty ball)
She go crazy on the dick, bitch, I like that (I like that, bitch)
When I hit her hard, bitch, you better fight back (I like that, bitch)
Say you trappin', slappin' hard, where your mic at? (Where your phone at?)
If she a platinum bitch, her neck and wrist, I ice that (woo)

Ayy, talkin' to the plug, take the price down (take that price down)
Million on my neck, bitch, that's my lifestyle (that's my lifestyle)
Nigga talkin' loud, he better pipe down (pipe down)
Nigga, we ain't in DC, but this the White House (white, nigga)
I ain't talkin' canned goods, but I got beans in the cabinet (beans)
Strike her like a freak, bitches scream when I'm stabbin' (skrrt)
Hey, you say hand you a vacuum, bitch, you 'bout to clean the floor up
Bro say hand him a vacuum, bitch, he 'bout to wrap the 'bow up ('bow)

Trackin' shit through FedEx, it's pullin' up to Cleveland (shippin' shit)
In the hood pickin' up racks, then I'm leavin' (money)
Sprinkle baking soda on that brick like a seasoning (cane)
These niggas hate I'm breathin', his bitch hate when I'm leavin' (hah)
Get 'em in the morning and they gone by the evening (gone quick, nigga)

Oh, yeah, Mu?
You talkin' platinum on that motherf*cker, nigga
Get the work gone fast, I ain't gone lie
Check me out (talk that platinum shit, Lee)

Sippin' on Crissy got me tipsy and your bitch miss me (yeah)
'Bout to blow a bag in Balenci', then shoot to Fendi (yeah)
Bitch look like RiRi and she playin' savage, Fenti (bad bitch)
I'll squeeze the semi like a savage 'til it's empty (bitch)

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What We On

(Hit-Boy)
Listen, baby
I don't need you
And you don't need me
So what's f*cking with each other?
Dreaming
That shit dreaming, you know

Ayy, different strokes for different folks, I ain't gon' treat you like you basic
I ain't rushing you to f*ck me, like a doctor, I got patience
Let me pick your brain, get to know your heart, I ain't gon' break it
Let me meet a few of your friends so they could say what you ain't saying
Say what you want and I'm making it happen, you know that it's nothing (know that it's nothing)
You hug me tight, that ass poking, you know I'ma cuff it (know I'ma grab it)
You got baggage, I'ma accept it, you know I ain't running (going nowhere)
I love your looks, I wonder how you look when you cumming (whoa, whoa)

I love your tone, can't wait to hear you moan (ooh)
Welcome to my home, this all me, baby, I'm grown (me)
I ain't tryna buy your love but I'll get you what you want
I ain't got no time to waste, you don't either, what we on?

Ayy, yeah, I'm heartless, but I got a heart, baby, I got a big one (I got a big one)
And I ain't got no girl yet 'cause I know how to pick 'em (know what I need)
Probably was waiting on you, you landing at three, I'll be there at two
You like to eat, I'll have you some food, we can do whatever, what you wanna do? (Whatever)
Have my front, I got your back, I ain't just talking, I'ma prove it (nah)
You ain't never felt your heart drop, I'ma be the one that do it (yep)
Get this gun in your name, I'ma be the one that shoot it
I appreciate your last nigga, he the one that blew it

Oh shit, it say poor connection, bae
Connect to the Wi-Fi or something
Alright, bet, there you go
What was I saying?
Oh, yeah (ayy, ayy)

Say you wanna pull up on me, I got 1942
Say my car too fast to drink and drive, I got a driver, we cool
Don't say cousin, bae, say relative (for real)
My niggas into some gang shit and they sensitive (yeah)
Just never lie or be sneaky, that shit a deal breaker (deal breaker)
Swear I used to be a player, now I'm a playmaker (I'm a playmaker)
Done spent so much time with you that you talk like me
Start up a business, give you the game until you ball like me, yeah
I done got nothing to hide, see my pics, hop in my live
My old hoes is tuning in, make sure to wave and tell 'em, "Hi"
Twin flame, twin Rollies, I'm so thankful for your time
Your old nigga had you trapped, I'm so glad you made it out
Yeah, I got a million miles, we could island hop it out (for real)
Take you to the Amazon that don't deliver to your house
They hit up your phone, you ignoring your phone, you know what they 'bout, uh
You like how I feel, you know that this real, you ain't gotta doubt, uh
How I'm supposed to tell you no for real if you gon' ask like that?
You like opposite of what I like so we attract like that (on God)
I ain't know you had that secret body on strap like that
R.I.P. your last nigga 'cause he in your past like that

Yeah
R.I.P. all those f*ck niggas, feel me?

Ayy, different strokes for different folks, I ain't gon' treat you like you basic
I ain't rushing you to f*ck me, like a doctor, I got patience
Let me pick your brain, get to know your heart, I ain't gon' break it
Let me meet a few of your friends so they could say what you ain't saying
Say what you want and I'm making it happen, you know that it's nothing (know that it's nothing)
You hug me tight, that ass poking, you know I'ma cuff it (know I'ma grab it)
You got baggage, I'ma accept it, you know I ain't running (going nowhere)
I love your looks, I wonder how you look when you cumming (whoa, whoa)

I love your tone, can't wait to hear you moan
Welcome to my home, that's all me, baby, I'm grown
I ain't tryna buy your love but I'll get you what you want
I ain't got no time to waste, you don't either, what we on?

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Quit Trappin

(Helluva made this beat, baby)
True story
Based on true events

I was like thirteen (young), saw my uncle trappin' (unc')
Pulled him to the side, told him, "Show me how to bag it" (how you do that?)
He like, "When you get that money, nigga, stack it" (for lawyers and shit)
He gave me that bag, I jumped in traffic
And my grandma like, "Quit runnin' out my house, lil' boy, you in or out?" (Close the door)
I pulled out them racks, give her a stack, after that I ain't hear her mouth (here, granny)
Granddad wasn't f*ckin' with it, I'm like, "Granddad, hear me out (man)
Ain't nobody gon' give us shit (they ain't)
Go on 'head, let me get this shit" (let me get it)
He like, "F*ckin' with your uncle gon' get you in trouble" (no)
I'm like, "F*ckin' with my uncle gon' make this shit double" (get money)
I got clientele that stretch from Southfield down to Hudson (I'm on)
I'm young, but ain't nobody gon' take nothin', I got muscle (they gon' die)
Come in short or tryna cop on credit, that shit dead (that's over)
You can't show no weakness in these streets, go bust his head (go kill 'em)
Way before they came out with the kush I had the regs (the corns)
Come and get a pound off the bale, bring a band, ayy (pull up, nigga)
Had to throw it runnin' from the cops, I need another Glock (damn)
Answerin' my phone, not sayin', "Hello", I'm sayin', "How much you got?" (How much you got, bro?)
Callin' my lil' plug, goin' off, like, "Where the f*ck you at? (Man)
That work that I just got ain't jumpin' back, I need my money back" (I'm 'bout to pull up)

I was on the block, bitch, trappin' with my pistol (trappin')
Wasn't goin' to school, I was trappin' with my pistol (f*ck that, I'm trappin')
Wasn't f*ckin' with hoes, I was trappin' with my pistol (f*ck that, I'm trappin')
The whole hood know that I was trappin' with my pistol (I'm out here)

Watchin' Fresh Prince, I need a crib like Uncle Phil (I need it)
Feds came and kicked my granny door, it's gettin' real (buck)
My pops came and got me, he like, "Nigga, you a kid, be a kid"
And that's exactly what I did, I just quit trappin'

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Change

(Chopsquad)
Ayy
I done had some niggas change on me (that shit crazy, bro)
Ayy (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

I done had niggas change on me (niggas changed on me)
Done had bitches change on me (hoes changed on me)
One thing I notice when that fame come (hey, when you get that fame, nigga)
You gon' see some people change up (watch how fast they switch)
I can't let you in 'cause it's gang only (only gang, nigga)
And they gon' stay the same on me (them niggas solid)
Whether I'm broke or got my change up (either way, I could be broke or rich)
Whether I'm lame or I'm famous (either way, nigga, you hear me?) Ayy

The same niggas I be in them 'jects with (same ones)
The same ones I'm gon' be on them jets with (ayy, we turnt)
The same niggas I be on the block with (thuggin')
The same ones I'm gon' be on them yachts with (we outta here)
The same shooters with me uppin' chopsticks
Gon' be in Philippe Chow with me eatin' with chopsticks (that's a fact)
At least that's what I wanted, but niggas ain't stayed the same (they trying)
Now the relationship's f*cked up and they to blame, nigga (you lying)
I done had some niggas really change on me (niggas changed on me)
Niggas died on me, left me out here lonely (left me out here lonely)
Niggas say I changed, but we was never homies (we was never mans)
Nigga, I'll smoke you, you don't even know (baow)

I done had niggas change on me (niggas changed on me)
Done had bitches change on me (mama switched on me)
One thing I notice when that fame come (one thing 'bout that fame)
You gon' see some people change up (that shit f*cked up, broke or rich)
I can't let you in 'cause it's gang only (only gang, nigga)
And they gon' stay the same on me (them boys solid)
Whether I'm broke or got my change up
Whether I'm lame or I'm famous (you hear me, nigga?)

You wanna know who f*ck with you? Act like you broke (act like you broke)
Niggas hands out like they don't already owe
Then get mad when you say no
Them hoes around because that bag around, I swear that's how it go (it is)
If you go broke, you gon' be like, "Where they go? Where they goin'?" (They gone)
When we was broke we was together every day
You turned up, now you f*ck with niggas that I never seen (who is them?)
When we was broke and we was a team, swear we had a dream
I turned up and the real reason you mad 'cause you ain't me (you hatin')
Got some money and I gave you half, swear that's all I had (that's all)
We f*cked up, but I swear this ain't gon' last, I've been prayin' (amen)
You got some money and I'm broke, asked you for a couple dollars (damn)
You said you ain't got it, but I seen it in your pocket (I'm that same nigga)
I just gave you half of my shit, boy, on my mama
The love I'm givin' out, I ain't gettin' back, oh, now it's drama?
So I'll snatch your f*ckin' pocket off and up the choppa
You ain't real, so I robbed you, retaliate, I will drop you (baow, baow)

I done had niggas change on me (niggas changed on me)
Done had bitches change on me (mama switched on me)
One thing I notice when that fame come (one thing 'bout that fame)
You gon' see some people change up (that shit f*cked up, broke or rich)
I can't let you in 'cause it's gang only (only gang, nigga)
And they gon' stay the same on me (them boys solid)
Whether I'm broke or got my change up
Whether I'm lame or I'm famous (you hear me?)

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Late Night Calls

(Banger, banger)

Ha, ha
I got a call last night
I got a call last night
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Man, ayy

I got a call last night (hello)
3AM I know somethin' ain't right (what?)
Say my brother got caught with a pipe (f*ck)
F*ck you mean he got caught with a pipe (what happened?)
Ain't gon' lie that shit killed me inside (swear)
But I'm happy that he still alive (thank God)
'Cause when I get calls at three in the mornin'
They tellin' me somebody died (damn)
I'm like, brodie, I told you to chill
You know that street shit, it's not what it is
When you on parole, why you ain't at the crib?
Man, get off that shit, nigga, we gotta live (nigga, we gotta live)
My nigga, you just got a deal (you just got it)
Mama just got back on appeal (we all here now)
We ran the streets, turned up in the trenches,
All that, now it's time to be men (and went did that shit)

I swear after two in the mornin' (after two)
My phone is on DND (don't call me)
'Cause I got some calls late nights (hello?)
And I couldn't go back to sleep (damn)
And I got some calls late nights (hello?)
The next day I couldn't even eat (f*ck)
And I got some calls late nights (hello?)
The next day I couldn't even think (man)

I'm like, "Hello?," "This Tee?," "Yeah"
"Damn, such-and-such just got locked up"
I'm like, "Hello?," "This Tee?," "Yeah"
"Damn, such-and-such just got popped up"
I'm like, "What happened?" (What the f*ck happened?)
How you know that? (How you know that?)
Who was they with? (F*ck was they with?)
Where was they at? (Where the f*ck was they at?)

Ayy, my pops was a real nigga (the realest)
Real boss, real shot caller (for sure that)
Had to get rid of his phone (had to)
'Cause motherf*ckers wouldn't stop callin' (had to cut the bitch off)
One night Sug' called me (what up doe?)
Thought it was my pops callin' (oh, this Sug'?)
He couldn't even talk through the tears (what happened?)
My stomach had knots ballin' (huh?)
He said, "Nigga, your daddy got shot" (what?)
"Police won't give us no information" (f*ck outta here)
"And they say he the only one hit" (how?)
"And you know what that mean when they tape it" (what?)
Man, they told me my nigga ain't make it (damn)
After that, I start cryin' and prayin'
Me and bro life stay strapped, stay dangerous
We gon' be good, he our guardian angel (and went did that shit)

I swear after two in the mornin' (after two)
My phone is on DND (don't call me)
'Cause I got some calls late nights (hello?)
And I couldn't go back to sleep (damn)
And I got some calls late nights (hello?)
The next day I couldn't even eat (f*ck)
And I got some calls late nights (hello?)
The next day I couldn't even think (man)

I'm like, "Hello?," "This Tee?," "Yeah"
"Damn, such-and-such just got locked up"
I'm like, "Hello?," "This Tee?," "Yeah"
"Damn, such-and-such just got popped up"
I'm like, "What happened?" (What the f*ck happened?)
How you know that? (How you know that?)
Who was they with? (F*ck was they with?)
Where was they at? (Where the f*ck was they at?)

I swear after two in the mornin' (after two)
My phone is on DND (don't call me)
'Cause I got some calls late nights (hello?)
And I couldn't go back to sleep (damn)
And I got some calls late nights (hello?)
The next day I couldn't even eat (f*ck)
And I got some calls late nights (hello?)
The next day I couldn't even think (man)

Ha, ha, ha

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Free Baby Grizzley

(Tha Realest)
DG shit (yup)
DG shit (yup)
Ayy

I dropped ten (uh) then dropped twenty (okay)
Eighty in my pocket, bitch, I'm gettin' real money (okay)
A 'bow for my sweater, they say I'm an ill dummy (woo)
But they know they can't call 'less they coppin' pills from me
I'm an Exit 9 (What?), Joy Road Scud bum
Mob got indicted, but we still in the Scud, bum (Scud Zone)
And this the deep end, it ain't no showin' love, bum (uh-uh)
And this a free ten, I had to get the plug, bum (come here)
What you know about indictments? (What?)
Eighty just to have the lawyer on the case fightin' (ayy, ayy)
Vacation to the A to get the mob reunited (woo)
Little baby in the Wraith and I ain't even got a license, license (skrrt, skrrt)
Hutch, let me get another pair (okay)
Hood nigga all Versace'd down, blow it on a square (okay)
Ayy, I'm in another country, baby, send it through the air (okay)
Half a million what I wear
I ain't trippin' if you lil' hoes stare
Stingray, I'm chillin' on the hood in the hood (skrrt)
Bad bitch with me strapped up, Maya Good (come here)
You ain't never seen a double-G nigga, take a look (woo)
Big pistol on my lap while I'm puffin' on a 'Wood (brr, brr)
Hit the mall and lose my motherf*ckin' mind (gas)
Gucci on, Louis on at the same time (woo, woo)
A rich nigga livin', I ain't talkin' 'bout snitchin' (eat)
When I say I hit four million and drop a whole dime (eat)
You know I'm eatin' good, I play with a whole chicken (ah)
Take an L, we still good like cold chicken (we good)
You buyin' paper plates, we eatin' off gold dishes (bum)
I f*ck with thoroughbreds, you runnin' with bum niggas (he what?)
Should I go on?
Two chains, soon to put some more on (okay)
If I f*ck your baby boo, I gotta put my bro on (okay)
Throw 'em from Mexico, for that touchdown, I go long (okay)
I go so hard, you niggas continue to go home (home)
Grind all winter (ah), summertime too (ah)
Top gone, GT, summertime coupe (no cap)
Dearborn Heights, I'm out here f*ckin' with a Jew (no cap)
Big blocks on, it's a band for a shoe (no cap)
They hatin' when I know these lil' niggas wanna be me (bitch)
Get your bitch lewd for them bands like MiMi (bitch)
LV shirt and my belt say GG (bitch)
Throw a dub at you in the club, nigga, 3D (woo)
Show you how to ball, take notes when you see me (ayy)
Cut your bitch off when I'm done like a teepee (ayy)
Ran off on the plug twice like a repeat (ayy)
If he move wrong, get burnt like a CD (ayy)
Whole foot in cam' when them Lam' doors push up
F*ck a push-up, I flex hard from the cook-up
Make his stomach bubble like a pop when he shook up
Them P's on deck, yeah, bitch, I got the hook-up
You hear me? (Bitch)