Grilling N****s

(A'ight, from the top)

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

You bitches ugly and dusty and none of y'all matter

Money all on me, I'm feelin' real flattered

Walk in this bitch straight drippin' like

I was tryna get to the toilet, but I couldn't hold bladder

First class only when I'm not on the jet

All the white folks keep breakin' they neck

They tryna see if I'm black and a threat

But I'm covered in green, they like, "Look, it's Shrek"

Bank teller sayin' my shit froze (How?)

Pockets thick as hell, like Lizzo (Wow)

Mukbang the beat like Trish, ho (Damn)

If you piss me off, it's a shit show

'Cause I'ma do some shit that you can't believe

Smack a bitch into Christmas Eve

When I fight, I do not pull weave

Only thing I'm pullin' out is teeth

John Wick the verse, I'm not gentle

That mean I'm killin' bitches with the pencil (Oh, wow)

Shorty better check my credentials

Only time I'm gettin' crossed is at the temple

I'm a whole catch, come fetch me

I'm a dropout, so don't test me (Don't do it)

You got passed around to his bestie

That pussy burnin' **** like Pepsi

I'ma invest, I bet you never catch me

Waitin' on a man to flip a quarter (I get it on my own)

**** so thirsty for me, if I told 'em to

They'd probably drink Flint water

But they can't afford her, I'm up in Georgia

Next week Florida, across the border

Then Aurora, such an explorer

I done been everywhere up on the map, like Dora

Max out the card, then I reload it back

Spent ten-thousand when I walked in Saks

Body gettin' snatched like a Brazilian wax

They hate me 'cause I got what they lack

So they gon' stare

Say what you want, I don't care

Bought new jeans I don't wear

'Cause the ass too fat, it's gon' tear if it's on there

I told him, back the fuck up

Omarion, somebody finna get touched

Bitches talk, but they don't ever do much

I'm grilling **** till they teeth get brushed

Snatched a couple ****'s chains in the past

They ain't never come around twice

But if they do, like a cold juice

**** know to keep it light on the ice

I'm with the gang, with it, I bang with it

Foo, foo, foo, good aim with it

Yeah, I wipe a **** nose with it

I'm shootin' shit like Cole Bennet

**** know I'm untouchable

**** trippin', no Lunchable

And I ain't gotta twerk on the 'Gram

For a **** to think that I'm fuckable

I'm always in Dolce Gabanna

Every time I touch down in Bahamas

I swear to God I don't be carin'

My first name shoulda been Donna

I'm just tryna run up some commas

So you can miss me with the drama (What up?)

And the way that I'm fuckin' these **** up

I might as well get me a condom

Hoes wanna wake up, do makeup, and don't even know

How they look when they baked (Ugly as hell)

Face be lookin' like a batch of mashed potatoes

Gettin' smashed on a plate

These rap bitches suck, and I don't give a fuck

About none of the music they make (Head on)

As long as they watchin' they tone

And I'm not talkin' 'bout gettin' tan on a lake

And I swear to God, these **** brazy

Be doin' the most to date me (Get the fuck back)

Be beating **** out they pants

But I still won't call 'em the baby

**** took me on a date, then asked me to pay

Shoulda saw my face when I went in purse

But on the way out, since he act like a bitch

I opened the door for him, ladies first

I don't got time for it

Even if they watch say Tom Ford

Bitch, your hair ain't full enough

Add another track like a encore

These hoes swear they don't play games

Well, then, I'm sorry, bro

But you hoes need to learn how to level up

Lil' hoes need to play Mario

I run this shit like cardio

I tell who to guard the door

Gimme my part 'fore I rob for more

Runnin' through your crib like the Maury show

Look, **** better be charge and go

Havin' soul, flyin' up in Baltimore

Moral of the story, these **** pussy

And I guess I'm the reason why they water broke

Gang shit, bitch