Letra de Swerv - Tee Grizzley

(Feat. G Herbo)

(Big Oz on the keyboard in this shit)

Ayy, really havin' paper, really lit

I ain't trippin' on your bitch, if I wanted her, then I'll take her

Really havin' flavor, really like a player

Ain't really into cuffin' hoes, yeah, but I'll slay her

Bag of loads, send it up the road, I'll make her

Havin' dough, don't care 'bout nothin' old like Jamaica

Far from broke, I did a hundred shows, hundred rows

Pull up solo, rockin' all gold in the Rolls

Street nigga, so me and my bros talk in code

40K stacks, nothin' in my pocket fold

Two doors like a bucky, it just stop and go

Did shit, can't tell nobody nothin', not a soul

Hundred K, five hundred K, G Herbo money long

His kid's kids gon' be rich, G Herbo money grown

But it took years for this shit, it just ain't come along

The type of shit my cousins can't know when I'm comin' home

Ayy, remember goin' to jail for bein' in stolies (Stolen cars)

We got out and turned them handcuffs to Rollies

Bitch, I'm from the D, first island that I ever saw was Coney

I know Scarface just a movie, but we saw more coke than Tony (Bitch)

First nigga ever snake me was my brodie

I'm a real nigga, if he don't like me, he probably owe me (Yeah)

Put you in an urn on the shelf like you a trophy

Say she like my chain, bitch, do you like it enough to blow me? (You like it that much?)

These Amiris fit me well, they 2K

All my haters broke, sleepin' in the trap, playin' 2K (No cap)

You know we fuck with GTA because in real life, we relate

My niggas scared of animals, don't come around us with no snakes (Bet' not)

Get her out the club, Benz, crib, bed, take it, take it

Get that bag, send it, catch it, stash it, weigh it, break it, shake it

Get that money counter, play with it, split with gang, save it

Nigga play, find him, get up on him, head, face him, face him

I be stayin' out police way, I can't afford to see no jail

They know I got it, so they gon' be hoes and won't give me no bail

That ain't gon' happen, though, so let's not even get deep in detail

In the D with 80K, in that 550, me in cell 8212

Yeah, any nigga oppin' takin' shells (Brrt)

Wrist with water that's us 'cause we was shoppin', takin' Ls (No bap)

Rappin' and trappin' almost stopped me from prevailin'

In the studio, but I was stoppin', makin' sales (And)

Fucked that paper up when all my partners went to jail (And)

Anything under quarter million made bail (You know that)

Anything I say false, then you can intervene

Like how I used to walk with .40 Glocks and make them bitches sing (Bop)

And I really went up double digits, bitch, I live a dream (Ayy)

Trust me, don't nobody move, I'll make this bitch a scene (I'll make this bitch a scene)

Couple million on my jewels, been No Limit, fuck the rules

I was up a half a ticket, way I never went to school (Yeah)

Nigga, 'member I was hungry, broke, used to fry bologna

Really from the 'Raq, first island that I saw was Stony

Mama workin' nightshifts, I was stayin' home, lonely

Now I'm goin' platinum, fuck it, I'ma buy OG a Rollie

I can kick it to you, but you gotta catch it like a goalie

If them people find that package, bet' not mention that you know me

Just be careful goin' to get it, don't forget, you got a tab

Me and Herb get matchin' ice case they forget we got the bag

Me and Baby Grizz got matchin' chopsticks and buffy glasses

And we let them bullets fly together, they got buddy passes

Delta when I'm solo, when my son with me, J-E-T (Jet)

Bitch, we went from EBT to AMEXs, don't play with me (Bitch, don't)

And you know how we vibe, nigga (Know how we vibe, nigga)

Doin' the speed limit 'cause I'm ridin' wit' it (Bitch, I'm ridin' wit' it)

Ain't no slaps on the wrist or probation, we got priors, nigga (Nah)

They gon' sit us down for some time, nigga (They gon' sit us down)

You see that baddie with that AP and that Benz truck? That's wifey, nigga

If you can't afford the AMG, go get a Chrysler, nigga

Opps sayin' that we better kill 'em, we been tryin', nigga

Come outside, nigga, we just left y'all block, that shit was dry, nigga

(Big Oz on the keyboard in this shit)

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