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Grilla - The Contender Lyrics



Grilla - The Contender Lyrics
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Yea, it's Grilla, yea
I keep my mind as sharp as motherf*ckin' switchblades
I'm insane, I could wipe you off if you a shit stain
This chick's down under like she spent the day in Brisbane
And I ain't even spit game, she's askin' for my Kik name
You know we kicked it like a motherf*ckin' field goal
My wallets got cobwebs, this watch ain't even real gold
But she's still low, kneelin' no heel toe
It's just because I'm Grilla and that's always been the deal yo (Deal yo)
And so I deal with the cards I been dealt with
These bars interstellar and I'm hoping that it sell quick
I'm partial Helen Keller when there's somethin' you need help with
I've done it by myself and that may sound a little selfish
This ain't no little league, only swingin' big bats
My clothes are never mismatched, this flow'll give ya whiplash
My pockets lookin' thicker yours are lookin' like they slim fast
My ass got Chapstick since I made ya kiss that
I'ma chick mag, but only when the chick bad, aha
And she ride me like Six Flags
I'm workin like a big staff
Ya keep shit talking need a handful of Tic Tacs
This ain't picture perfect is it but you get the image
It's been mentally a scrimmage and I'm fourth and inches
Still tryna go the distance, give your girl that morning sickness
Diapers are for party poopers, I won't make those poor decisions
I won't make those poor decisions
Can't make those poor decisions
"Oh my give, this is what the f*ck I've been tryna find"
Yea
Thought I was finished you should reconsider
'Cause I'm the contender, you're just like a chicken tender
Go retweet on twitter, might come off as bleak and bitter
I don't need a feature, I'm the preacher, boy, you need remember
Workin' on my sick days, even if I miss pay, but that's just how I display
I made bitches outta good girls, you just straight bitch made
Everyday's a big day, Grilla ain't a nickname
It's a way of life, sonar sound and merch line
You either day one or listened for the first time
No matter what skin color, IQ or birth sign
Can always be sure I'm workin' for your time
GrillaGang for sure and that's for life
GrillaGang for sure that's for life
GrillaGang, GrillaGang, yea
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Yea, it's Grilla, yea
I keep my mind as sharp as motherf*ckin' switchblades
I'm insane, I could wipe you off if you a shit stain
This chick's down under like she spent the day in Brisbane
And I ain't even spit game, she's askin' for my Kik name
You know we kicked it like a motherf*ckin' field goal
My wallets got cobwebs, this watch ain't even real gold
But she's still low, kneelin' no heel toe
It's just because I'm Grilla and that's always been the deal yo (Deal yo)
And so I deal with the cards I been dealt with
These bars interstellar and I'm hoping that it sell quick
I'm partial Helen Keller when there's somethin' you need help with
I've done it by myself and that may sound a little selfish
This ain't no little league, only swingin' big bats
My clothes are never mismatched, this flow'll give ya whiplash
My pockets lookin' thicker yours are lookin' like they slim fast
My ass got Chapstick since I made ya kiss that
I'ma chick mag, but only when the chick bad, aha
And she ride me like Six Flags
I'm workin like a big staff
Ya keep shit talking need a handful of Tic Tacs
This ain't picture perfect is it but you get the image
It's been mentally a scrimmage and I'm fourth and inches
Still tryna go the distance, give your girl that morning sickness
Diapers are for party poopers, I won't make those poor decisions
I won't make those poor decisions
Can't make those poor decisions
"Oh my give, this is what the f*ck I've been tryna find"
Yea
Thought I was finished you should reconsider
'Cause I'm the contender, you're just like a chicken tender
Go retweet on twitter, might come off as bleak and bitter
I don't need a feature, I'm the preacher, boy, you need remember
Workin' on my sick days, even if I miss pay, but that's just how I display
I made bitches outta good girls, you just straight bitch made
Everyday's a big day, Grilla ain't a nickname
It's a way of life, sonar sound and merch line
You either day one or listened for the first time
No matter what skin color, IQ or birth sign
Can always be sure I'm workin' for your time
GrillaGang for sure and that's for life
GrillaGang for sure that's for life
GrillaGang, GrillaGang, yea
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Writer: Garrett Guthrie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Grilla
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Garrett Guthrie

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