Grip

Momma Told Me!
Niggas be saying I fell off Well let's get it back popping Talking shit but when they see me it's Grip Ay, when your track dropping? Fat pockets had to run up a sack Just to go sacks shopping Matchboxes Ant went with the white I did the black option Stalking my Insta and counting my views These niggas stat watching Cuz smacked a nigga with a tool 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 looking at me sideways, well he musta slept bad Lil buddy bet not lay a finger on me, just like a stepdad Headed back from Cali with 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 ya girl dawg, I already had the drawls Oh, she put you on Grip, go run the streams up on my catalogue Looking at my kid pictures like he don't look bad at all I was sneaking in the medicine cabinet, stealing Adderalls My momma told me don't mess with these messy lil' hoes Letras de cancionesGet a check make it stretch and get more Grip a Tec to protect you from foes Get some rest, that's a definite no Don't you quit watching me flex and go set you some goals The homies be stepping on toes Don't roam this section with ya necklace exposed Have you peeling off checking for holes My momma told me don't mess with 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 Don't you quit watching me flex and go set you some goals The homies be stepping on toes Don't roam this section with ya necklace exposed Have you peeling off checking for holes Momma told me get the guap, be low key Cop and smoke tree on the block with Ol' E Gots to know we opt to pop it Tote a Glock for ops and watch for police The pockets obese a drop with no keys Profit for 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 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 clit clat Dismiss the chit chat dismember clicks that Assembled a diss track, I'd rather get racks sip 'yac 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 doing kick flips 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 tic tic East side zone 6 shit My momma told me don't mess with 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 Don't you quit watching me flex and go set you some goals The homies be stepping on toes Don't roam this section with ya necklace exposed Have you peeling off checking for holes My momma told me don't mess with 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 Don't you quit watching me flex and go set you some goals The homies be stepping on toes Don't roam this section with ya necklace exposed Have you peeling off checking for holes My momma told me to flex on these hoes My momma told me to stunt on these niggas My momma told me to flex on these hoes And stunt on these niggas, ha-ha From Letras Mania