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Grimey Video (MV)




Performed By: A.S. ØNE
Length: 2:47
Written by: Jackson Jones




A.S. ØNE - Grimey Lyrics




Passing niggas up like see ya wouldn't wanna be ya
I got bars hotter than Alyssa Alegria
Gone embarrass niggas, turn em into Sia, see ya
Shit is viral but it's like that chlamydia, see a
Young nigga getting bands "he's a keeper"
I ain't never been the band, been the feature
If you throw shade on my name I'mma defeat ya
Turn that mano a mano cause I'm a reacher
And don't f*ck with low blows
Young nigga staying layered cause the world cold
Outta place in formalities like my words bold
Not to say I ain't good enough but I'm just sold
On the fact that I got Bill Gates types of goals
Lotta niggas settle for some codeine and some gold
Or worse, they settle for the same ole'
F*ck it nigga I'mma get exactly what I'm owed
Mans got the big guns
Mans gonna get some
If you f*ck around like me and your bitch does
Sidestep niggas like I been playing twister
I been cooking up like I been had a whisker
If you need some bars I deliver
1, 2, 3, 4, I'm making hits bruh
They call me crazy cause I'm under my breath
Really I'm just counting all cash and my checks nigga

I wear my shades so no one can see what I say
That's with my eyes, they really show the deepest of lies

Girl you bad even when you look bad
That's a fact cause you never look bad
That's a fact, you know, you know that's a fact
You done reeled me in and never threw me back, yeah
You can get, you can, you can, you can get it
If you throw the pitch then you know I'mma hit it
Yeah that's out the park you done caught my heart
And I got your back, that's on rosa parks
And you got my chest poked out call that bitch the tony stark
Confidence up got me sharper than a shark tooth
These niggas asking, "Who are you?"
And that's because I'm acting different like the bar new
Going harder on myself, the bar too high
That shit so far up I can't even see em eye to eye
You couldn't get up here if you was smoking blunts as wide
As my motherf*cking bitch's thighs
Aye, Nigga I'm wilin'
Too much success let the praise pile in
Ask anybody, know that I'm styling
I'm an all orange nigga rep Shaolin
Such a change of pace
Still I got the diamonds in your face
I run the game because I ran the race
Already a motherf*cking great

A.S. ØNE
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Passing niggas up like see ya wouldn't wanna be ya
I got bars hotter than Alyssa Alegria
Gone embarrass niggas, turn em into Sia, see ya
Shit is viral but it's like that chlamydia, see a
Young nigga getting bands "he's a keeper"
I ain't never been the band, been the feature
If you throw shade on my name I'mma defeat ya
Turn that mano a mano cause I'm a reacher
And don't f*ck with low blows
Young nigga staying layered cause the world cold
Outta place in formalities like my words bold
Not to say I ain't good enough but I'm just sold
On the fact that I got Bill Gates types of goals
Lotta niggas settle for some codeine and some gold
Or worse, they settle for the same ole'
F*ck it nigga I'mma get exactly what I'm owed
Mans got the big guns
Mans gonna get some
If you f*ck around like me and your bitch does
Sidestep niggas like I been playing twister
I been cooking up like I been had a whisker
If you need some bars I deliver
1, 2, 3, 4, I'm making hits bruh
They call me crazy cause I'm under my breath
Really I'm just counting all cash and my checks nigga

I wear my shades so no one can see what I say
That's with my eyes, they really show the deepest of lies

Girl you bad even when you look bad
That's a fact cause you never look bad
That's a fact, you know, you know that's a fact
You done reeled me in and never threw me back, yeah
You can get, you can, you can, you can get it
If you throw the pitch then you know I'mma hit it
Yeah that's out the park you done caught my heart
And I got your back, that's on rosa parks
And you got my chest poked out call that bitch the tony stark
Confidence up got me sharper than a shark tooth
These niggas asking, "Who are you?"
And that's because I'm acting different like the bar new
Going harder on myself, the bar too high
That shit so far up I can't even see em eye to eye
You couldn't get up here if you was smoking blunts as wide
As my motherf*cking bitch's thighs
Aye, Nigga I'm wilin'
Too much success let the praise pile in
Ask anybody, know that I'm styling
I'm an all orange nigga rep Shaolin
Such a change of pace
Still I got the diamonds in your face
I run the game because I ran the race
Already a motherf*cking great

A.S. ØNE
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Writer: Jackson Jones
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