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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Songwriter
Anthony Britten
Anthony Britten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Antt Beats
Antt Beats
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(We gang)
[Verse 2]
(Let's get it)
(Bitch, you know Antt did the beat)
[Verse 3]
Aye, Brodie bring that shit in town
Yeah, that shit around
Lot of Southern loud, pausin' up
We can't bust 'em down (Whole thang)
**** mad, is BM around?
Boy, you know this bitch a whore (Fuck that)
You already on child support
Don't get put on life support
[Verse 4]
Summertime comin', bitch, we ready
We got ice galore (Bitch, we ready)
More stripes than Adidas
But we get with some ole Nikes, boy (What's that?)
What is there to take, bitch?
I know they look alike
But that's a 'Rari, not no 'Vette, bitch
[Verse 5]
I know y'all **** tough
But we some steppers
Don't get stretched, bitch
All my **** work
And when we die that's when we rest, bitch (Aye, when we gon' chill)
You hear me? (****, you gon' take that?)
[Verse 6]
Aye, Brodie call my phone
He say the Feds ran and grabbed you (Damn)
He owe me 23, but when he touch
He gon' have grandkids
'Cause I told him when he free
Get in a mansion and bag bitch (On God)
Text me yo inmate number
And call me when no bands hit
[Verse 7]
He like, "But I love you, bro"
I'm chillin' in his bitch
Yo album just hit the player
You was trippin' on that bitch, b (Goin' crazy)
[Verse 8]
While they blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (Keep grindin')
Ion know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, ****, fuck you (Fuck off)
Had 'em **** pull up, bust you (Fuck)
Don't work out, but I got muscle (Yeah)
When we in the whip, we clutchin'
If we up you, we gon' bust in (Fuck)
[Verse 9]
Let 'em blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (Keep grindin')
Ion know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, ****, fuck you (Fuck off, ****)
Had 'em **** pull up, bust you
Don't work out, but I got muscle (Fuck)
Yeah, I cut them **** off
I couldn't trust 'em ****, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em, ****)
[Verse 10]
Aye, my plug think he slick
He said, "The hoe anotha fo' blocks"
"House is in the deep end"
"Fuck it, here, go get fo' blocks"
I call Brodie, "Watchu want?"
"Don't go outside without yo Glock"
I'm in that Lam truck in Cali, bangin'
Welcome to our block (Block)
[Verse 11]
Get a brick and then I stretch it
Hit a bitch and make my exit
I let Icebox bust my AP
And let Gary bust my Prezzy (Ice)
Youngin' wanna work the trap
But low-key, Ion think he ready (He ain't)
He just see the benefits
You know that fetti got us heavy (Slow down)
[Verse 12]
I just bought a mansion
Coulda bought a couple Skeli's
Let these **** buy they jury
Give 'em six months, they gon' sell it (Three months)
These **** ain't my opps
I got rich and they got jealous (Fuck ****)
They can't get in my presence
I'm the king, **** peasants (No cap)
[Verse 13]
While they blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (Keep grindin')
Ion know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, ****, fuck you (Fuck off)
Had 'em **** pull up, bust you (Fuck)
Don't work out, but I got muscle (Yeah)
When we in the whip, we clutchin'
If we up you, we gon' bust in (Fuck)
[Verse 14]
Let 'em blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (Keep grindin')
Ion know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, ****, fuck you (Fuck off, ****)
Had 'em **** pull up, bust you
Don't work out, but I got muscle (Fuck)
Yeah, I cut them **** off
I couldn't trust 'em ****, fuck 'em (Fuck them ****)
[Verse 15]
(You ain't where you wanna be at, ****?)
(Keep hustlin')
(Y'all know what to do)
(You ain't got as much money as you want, ****?)
(Keep hustlin')
(You heard me)
(Ha!)
(We gang)
Written by: Antt Beats, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
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