lirik lagu grits – ayrtn
[verse 1: ayrtn]
(huh)
crystal freezing out my collar bone
i step alone on the curb stone
that b*tch sh*t, i can not condone i’m a young boy, but i act grown (true)
[?] bumping in my headphones (nice)
i keep on hitting these milestones (ah)
i keep working till i’m well known, till i’m doing shows different timezones (hm)
little man i beg you watch your tone (ah)
please do not play with man (please)
i want a hundred bands (wait)
serving it to your mans (wait)
i am the cream of the crop the finest in south, i’m hard to be stopped (true)
money in the night box, wasteman sending n*gga to the shops (bap eyy)
chillin’ like a villain and you know that i be bangin’ these riddims (uh)
you n*ggas annoying like pidgeons i drop a banger you can’t help but just listen (true)
i be whipping in the kitchen my wrist always fl!cking i ain’t washing dishes (wait)
making couple mans wishes they want me to drop it yeah thats all they wishing (ey ey)
slowing it down, baddest of baddies she blowing it down
that n*gga funny you come like a clown (ey)
she wanna go for another 2 rounds (huh)
[?] he got the [?] (true)
already told you i work couple pounds (hey)
finally found my sound, (hey) bill up my dargs, (hey) call up my hounds (wait)
[verse 2: len]
[?] and she gone ask me got real n*ggas in the room
[?] in my lungs it took a n*gga [?]
tryna’ fit these f*cking rackies in my wallet ain’t no room
n*ggas try and p*ss me off they succeeded there were grey hours
[verse 3: dididolt]
(yah! ey yeah)
(hey, hey, hey!)
too much irrelevance (hey!)
too many things wanna happen then
too many planning my accidents (real talk)
clocked i was dead at this rapping sh*t, so i’m practicing
too many loving the accelades
you ain’t got sh*t but the second place
only real n*ggas can not relate (f*ck that)
and they eat me like a dinner plate (dinner plate)
lover face, can’t relate
dinner plates talkin’ ’bout crème brûlée (crème brûlée)
lovin’ the heat, i could just turn on repeat
put them in ovens they crumbelay (crumbelay)
where i lay, heavens gate, never late
i will not die let it resonate (resonate) resonate
working for a better pay everyday
f*ck that
real n*gga might rode a fun strap (cheez cheez)
little kid might want his lunch back (cheez cheez)
got big puff in my backpack (cheez cheez)
still wonder when they gone hack that (cheez cheez)
in the studio with the trackback (ha ha uh)
why the government wanna track man? (cheez)
cover my face with a bandana (with a bandana)
too my hoes you a bystander (bystander)
[?]
getting my weed from the tropics (uhh)
dedicate this sh*t so often (hmm yah)
[?]
got the weed put it in the coff (uhh yeah)
put it in the office (hu)
n*gga wanna talk bout the profit
[outro: ayrtn & dididolt]
sh*t
i kinda went off what you were saying aswell i clocked
what what you mean? nah you done it fam
let me hear it
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