The Grinch Freestyle

**** callin' like, "Come home," why you actin' like the Grinch? (Brrt)

Boy, you better watch your tone 'fore I show you how it get

I buy all my friends Chanel for they birthday 'cause I'm rich

Way too player, I'll never keep the beef up 'bout some dick (Never)

Stand on business, pull up and get busy, pick a place (Buh)

Hoes ain't tryna fight, they swingin' belts and pullin' lace (Buh, buh)

Let that ho think I forgot, when I catch her, I'ma blank

Got these diamonds out the sink, shit water, hit like tank (Water)

Bitches think they ballin', but they really Ja Morant (They ain't)

Like a two-year-old in diapers, walk 'round like my shit don't stink

Ain't got time for a ho even when I'm on vacation

And I wish a bitch would, roll her up and I'ma face 'em

Wish a **** would, try to spark somethin' up, he gon' get smoked

Man, my lil' **** crazy and he ready to strike just like Lil' Boat

All this off the head, bitch, you can't name a song I ever wrote

I told your bitch that I'm a dog, but she keep callin' me the GOAT

Man, we gettin' this bread, no, we ain't fallin' out about no ho

Bitch, I'm a money fiend, if I ain't gettin' pape', then I can't go

Like, "How he bringin' in that cash so fuckin' fast?" You **** slow

My brand new bitch, I rip her out the plastic, fuck her on the floor

Yeah, he don't know if he want Latto or big Big Brook, we both cold

I been doin' bitches greasy, this shit jumpin' off the stove (Damn)

I done turned that **** out, he eatin' ass and lickin' toes

Y'all be bendin' over backwards, I don't choose, I get chose

He like, "Baby, what's your sign?" I say, "I'm a throat GOAT"

I sit on his lap like Santa and I tell him what I want

Every day, I put it on, hit the 'Gram and strike a pose

Don't even ask me where I'm at, bitch, I'm always in my tote

Don't even ask me where I'm at, you know I'm always in my bag

I done finally ran it up, man, that's why all these **** mad

Bitch, my diamonds hit without no flash and all my bitches bad

Pull up and I get that fuckin' cash and then we do the dash

All these **** on me bad, is it the face or it's the ass?

Took more rappers down than Fani Willis, bitches go out bad

Bring my shit out from the back, I don't get it off the rack

If I catch that **** cheatin', then we goin' tit for tat

This bitch callin' like, "Come home," why you actin' like the Grinch?

**** mad to see us in the game, they sittin' on the bench

Ever since I jumped up on that mic, ain't been broke ever since

****, I just woke up to a check and did my money dance

**** callin' like, "Come home," why you actin' like the Grinch? (Brrt)

Boy, you better watch your tone 'fore I show you how it get

I buy all my friends Chanel for they birthday 'cause I'm rich

Way too player, I'll never keep the beef up 'bout some dick (Never)

Pooh, you a fool for this one

Go Grizz