Testo Back on My Grizzy - Robb Bank$
Testo della canzone Back on My Grizzy (Robb Bank$), tratta dall'album i think i might be happy, pt.1
Ready G?
Mm, I'm goin' in
Ayy, ayy, y'all niggas know you was never gettin' no money like me, bitch, you niggas was poor
All them times they lied and said they was lookin' for me, I was fuckin' they hoes
Knew right where I stayed, knew right where I was
We from the same hood, but they don't come in no more
Nigga, one thing for certain, the two is for sure
Three, absolutely, niggas already know, for real
Niggas is nothing, niggas be mad, they live with they cousin, boy, for real
Niggas be lyin', niggas be bluffin', tell that nigga to pay his bill
Call two hoes and make 'em sizzle, one ain't cuttin' it, nigga, for real
Found five thousand in my pocket, boy, you need it more than me, man, here
Who said I'm not generous, just paid for this nigga's rent
Filled the mansion up with Fenty, Megan Hall, how the feds was in it?
She don't want no purse, she want a Gremlin
Dime before I scratch them inches, too much pussy in different seasons
I ain't came before my destination, nigga
My Russian bitch got nigga play the glocks in perfect posture
Tryna explain why I can't eat it 'cause I'm a Rasta, she lke
Ha, you know I'm a beast, you know I'm a dog, you know I'm a monster, nigga
Ha, whenever I go, make sure it's on my tombstone and bold italic font
Niggas trippin', ass kissin' like YKO sirens
Ha, you niggas make me sick, how shameless shit can get when you not up?
Maybe I'm different, wait, what is it? I been gettin' money since young?
And I don't even wanna talk about the past, 'cause right now I'm the one
Y'all niggas know you was never gettin' no money like me, bitch, you niggas was poor
All them times they lied and said they was lookin' for me, I was fuckin' they hoes
Knew right where I stayed, knew right where I was
We from the same hood, but they don't come here no more
Nigga, one thing for certain, the two is for sure
Three, absolutely, niggas already know, for real
Back up on my grizzly, bitch, fuck with me
Where we at? Back up on my grizzly, bitch, fuck with me
Where we at? Back up on my grizzly, bitch, fuck with me
Where we at? Back up on my grizzly, yeah, aight
This shit one in a million
I swear, nigga, I promise, R .I .Z
And Steak and Shrimp
While y'all was buyin' school lunches
Maybe I watch too much cartoons, but you watch too much hood movies
Made me think that I'm a protagonist, and made you really think you gangster
Know you niggas ain't turned vegan 'til that beef wasn't in your favor
Nigga, tryna dress like us and carry it like a pump
Drag the nigga, I put twenty thousand on the game of thump
Ragged nigga, bitch, watch how you talk, I'll pay your rent for a month
Factual nigga
Y'all niggas know you was never gettin' no money like me
Bitch, you niggas was poor, all them times they lied and said they was lookin' for me
I was fuckin' they hoes, knew right where I stayed, knew right where I was
We from the same hood, but they don't come in no more
Nigga, one thing for certain, the two is for sure
Three, absolutely, niggas already know for real
Back up on my grizzly, bitch, fuck with me
Where we at? Back up on my grizzly, bitch, fuck with me
Where we at? Back up on my grizzly, bitch, fuck with me
Where we at? Back up on my grizzly, yeah
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Writer(s): Richard Burrell, Giovanni Stravato
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