Letra de Momma Told Me! - GRIP

Yeah, okay

Niggas be sayin' I fell off, well, let's get it back poppin'

Talkin' shit, but when they see me, "It's GRIP! Ayy, when your track dropping?"

Fat pockets, had to run up a sack, just to go Saks shoppin'

Matchboxes, Atwood with the white, I did the black option

Stalkin' my Insta and countin' my views, these niggas stat-watchin'

Cuz smacked a nigga wit' a tool, pfft, now he got a cracked noggin

Stack profits, while the rest of these fools argue over rap topics

Nigga say he finna slide on me, you know where I'm at, stop it

Homie lookin' at me sideways, well, he must'a slept bad

Lil' buddy bet' not lay a finger on me, heh, just like a stepdad

Headed back from Cali wit' a oski, that's in my checked bag

Nigga, really I was high as hell, they thought it was jet lag

I don't really want your girl, dawg, uh I already had the drawls

Oh, she put you on GRIP? Go run the streams up on my catalogue

Lookin' at my kid pictures like "Mm, he don't look bad at all!"

I was sneakin' in the medicine cabinet, mm, stealin' Adderalls

My mama told me "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"

Get a check, make it stretch and get more

Grip a TEC to protect you from foes

Get some rest — that's a definite "No"

Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?

The homies be steppin' on toes

Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed

Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes

My mama told me "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"

Get a check, make it stretch and get more

Grip a TEC to protect you from foes

Get some rest — that's a definite "No"

Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?

The homies be steppin' on toes

Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed

Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes

Yeah

Mama told me "Get the guap, be lowkey"

Cop and smoke tree on the block with Ol' E

Gots to know we opt to pop it

Tote a Glock for O-Ps and watch for police

The pockets obese, a drop with no keys

Profit four Gs, then shop for gold teeth

Never had a pops, you cannot control me

Niggas take shots and get cropped — Adobe

Mac or PC, packed a piece

I had the sack at BP, adapt or sink

And now the raps on TV, that's a GG

Damn a Grammy and a platinum CD, heh

In what way could a plaque complete me?

Lap whack cats like the track at PE

And still got time for a nap, I'm sleepy

This pack got dispatched from ET

This is a mismatch, stick with the kickback

All I gotta do is pop the clip in and "Click-clack"

Dismiss the chit chat, dismember clicks that

Assembled a diss track, I'd rather get racks

Sip 'gnac, I got problems, word to 6lack

Big facts, break a bitch back, this a Kit Kat

And curve her, she still won't think of it as a mishap

I'm a misfit, and she miss that

Where your list at? I'm finna nitpick

You ain't heard GRIP rap? That nigga sick-sick

I flipped zips when you were doin' kickflips

Cut the top off, a lil' snip-snip

Now the titties out, a lil' nip slip

Fools better step this shit up, wear a Fitbit

A time bomb, I'm finna boom after the "Tick-tick"

Eastside Zone 6 shit

My mama told me "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"

Get a check, make it stretch and get more

Grip a TEC to protect you from foes

Get some rest — that's a definite "No"

Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?

The homies be steppin' on toes

Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed

Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes

My mama told me "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"

Get a check, make it stretch and get more

Grip a TEC to protect you from foes

Get some rest — that's a definite "No"

Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?

The homies be steppin' on toes

Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed

Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes

My mama told me (Oh yeah, she did, oh yeah, she did)

"Flex on these hoes" (My mama told me)

My mama told me (Oh yeah, she did, oh yeah, she did)

"Stunt on these niggas" (My mama told me)

My mama told me (Oh yeah, she did, oh yeah, she did, oh)

"Flex on these hoes  (My mama told me)

And stunt on these niggas"

Haha

Ayy, ayy

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