gritz

Damn, trgc made that

Dropping these racks (Dropping these racks)

Dropping these racks on his head

I'm fucking this bitch (I'm fucking this bitch)

I'm fucking this bitch are you sick (are you sick, sick)

I got me that bag (I got me that bag)

I spent my first check on that rick (rick)

We don't do no-ones (We don't do no-ones)

Yeah and we jumping you taking your shit (shit)

I don't give a fuck about shit (I don't give a fuck about shit)

Prada bag cost your rent, these niggas just pretend

Me and twinny gonna win, we on your block committing them sins

I trade them off, I don't want no friends

I'm going up too much (I'm going up too much)

I'm cutting you off [?

Niggas be lying, niggas do nothing too [?

You getting racks, I get the money too much

I'm fucking this hoe in the back of a tour bus (tour bus)

Bringing these hoes (bringing these hoes) and

She got a man (she got a man)

My nigga [?

Cut that hoe off cause she was a fan

These bitches boring, they be boring and bland

Chips, I just wanna count up the chips

You can get [?

I had a pack it got flipped

Nigga just stick to the script

I think this hoe need a lift

After I hit Imma dip