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Julian Broderick - Grip Lyrics



Julian Broderick - Grip Lyrics




Grips the religion (Grip) they don't get the vision (they don't)
Out here making a killin' (killin') the whole team is grippin (grip)
Ice got me chilling, (Brrr) look at my jewelry drippin (drip)
Gold teeth when im grinning (Ha) while im f*ckin your bitches
Money grippin paper grippin
Grippin cash, always grippin
Money clippin, blue face flippin
Grippin stacks, always grippin
Don't lose my grip, f*ck the foolishness
I f*cked your bitch, cuz im cool as shit
Watch your back, who you movin with
Like pimp c, on my screwed up shit
I gotta grip on what's on mine
Makin them flips wit my slime
I'm bout to slip in a dime
My grip continue to climb
Grippin, you know we gotta get the bag right now
Grippin, you know we the ones with the swag right now
Grippin, no surrender no flag right now
Grippin, gettin paid soon as the plane touchdown
I had to cut off all the losses
Now I'm eating with the bosses
In the land of the lawless
Not a thing change prayin to the crosse
Grips the religion (Grip) they don't get the vision (they don't)
Out here making a killin' (killin') the whole team is grippin (grip)
Ice got me chilling, (Brrr) look at my jewelry drippin (drip)
Gold teeth when im grinning (Ha) while im f*ckin your bitches
Money grippin paper grippin
Grippin cash, always grippin
Money clippin, blue face flippin
Grippin stacks, always grippin
Cash rules everything around me
Dollar dollar bill y'all
I'm a baller baller still
Bottles on bottles they spill
Big bottles of the Hennessy
Grip a bag keep it next to me
Big bands like a hula hoop
Benz van make the mula move
Grippin, 100k in the briefcase
Grippin, keep the stick like grip tape
Grippin, neck icy check out my wrist game
Grippin, foot on the pedal I swerve and I switch lanes
I had to cut off all the losses
Now I'm eating with the bosses
In the land of the lawless
Not a thing change prayin to the crosses
Grips the religion (Grip) they don't get the vision (they don't)
Out here making a killin' (killin') the whole team is grippin (grip)
Ice got me chilling, (Brrr) look at my jewelry drippin (drip)
Gold teeth when im grinning (Ha) while im f*ckin your bitches
Money grippin paper grippin
Grippin cash, always grippin
Money clippin, blue face flippin
Grippin stacks, always grippin
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Grips the religion (Grip) they don't get the vision (they don't)
Out here making a killin' (killin') the whole team is grippin (grip)
Ice got me chilling, (Brrr) look at my jewelry drippin (drip)
Gold teeth when im grinning (Ha) while im f*ckin your bitches
Money grippin paper grippin
Grippin cash, always grippin
Money clippin, blue face flippin
Grippin stacks, always grippin
Don't lose my grip, f*ck the foolishness
I f*cked your bitch, cuz im cool as shit
Watch your back, who you movin with
Like pimp c, on my screwed up shit
I gotta grip on what's on mine
Makin them flips wit my slime
I'm bout to slip in a dime
My grip continue to climb
Grippin, you know we gotta get the bag right now
Grippin, you know we the ones with the swag right now
Grippin, no surrender no flag right now
Grippin, gettin paid soon as the plane touchdown
I had to cut off all the losses
Now I'm eating with the bosses
In the land of the lawless
Not a thing change prayin to the crosse
Grips the religion (Grip) they don't get the vision (they don't)
Out here making a killin' (killin') the whole team is grippin (grip)
Ice got me chilling, (Brrr) look at my jewelry drippin (drip)
Gold teeth when im grinning (Ha) while im f*ckin your bitches
Money grippin paper grippin
Grippin cash, always grippin
Money clippin, blue face flippin
Grippin stacks, always grippin
Cash rules everything around me
Dollar dollar bill y'all
I'm a baller baller still
Bottles on bottles they spill
Big bottles of the Hennessy
Grip a bag keep it next to me
Big bands like a hula hoop
Benz van make the mula move
Grippin, 100k in the briefcase
Grippin, keep the stick like grip tape
Grippin, neck icy check out my wrist game
Grippin, foot on the pedal I swerve and I switch lanes
I had to cut off all the losses
Now I'm eating with the bosses
In the land of the lawless
Not a thing change prayin to the crosses
Grips the religion (Grip) they don't get the vision (they don't)
Out here making a killin' (killin') the whole team is grippin (grip)
Ice got me chilling, (Brrr) look at my jewelry drippin (drip)
Gold teeth when im grinning (Ha) while im f*ckin your bitches
Money grippin paper grippin
Grippin cash, always grippin
Money clippin, blue face flippin
Grippin stacks, always grippin
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Writer: Josey Cripps-ron, Julian Broderick, Kevin Edworthy, Solomon Mallo
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