shrimp and gritz - lil tony official lyrics
blaoh, i’m eating shrimp and grits, eating good
good zot, good reefa, good reefa, good reefa
12:30 p.m., twelve*thirty, oh, oh, oh, yeah, ho, yeah
yeah, d*mn near lost it
b*tch, i’m back in that mode, f*ck n*gga better get out the way
make the wrong move, you be shot in your face
bro had a switch, he will slide with a drac
i don’t give a f*ck bout a thang
n*gga, we can bang
i’ll have ’em shoot up the a
sit back in a big house, i ain’t gotta do sh*t
i’ll get a n*gga hit, on gang
think i’m slipping
walk round with this jordan, and this scottie pippen
b*tch, i rock this scotchy different
i get guwop, these thot can miss me
f*cked her, then we never talked again
i know that thot hoe miss me
matter fact, she stalking my ig
i know that thot hoe listening
my n*gga, what happened to the trap?
who let you n*gga in it?
they ask me how i do this sh*t, i put in sh*t you didn’t
this sh*t so cap, feel like the only rapper who really live it
i don’t lie ’bout none, i’m getting it
wouldn’t even claim that hoe, i hit it
they got that brrrr inside they truck, you see lil’ tony in it
i can’t even do sh*t to these p*ssy ass n*gga, they say lil’ tony did it
lil’ hoe, i just upped yo f*cking rank, ’cause lil’ tony hit it
strip him down and take a n*gga bank, oh yeah, lil’ tony with it
tripping ’bout some p*ssy n*ggas, hit y’all n*ggas, counterfeit
tony get his candle lit
might just f*ck a scammer b*tch
came to catch a fade
that stupid b*tch ran up and caught a switch
i know life a gamble, i played the spade
and f*ck ’round, caught ya b*tch
i’m gon’ make it a silent mission
pack up four round, take the suppressor wit’ me
i got drac with the extra with it
i’ll mix the chain with a vest, i’m litty
b*tch, i’m piped up, turnt up, rich as the f*ck
so, i know my ex*hoe sh*tty
drop shot, hop out, n*gga i’m with it
glocks out, pop out, n*gga let’s get it
yeah, d*mn near lost it
b*tch, i’m back in that mode, f*ck n*gga better get out the way
make the wrong move, you be shot in your face
bro had a switch, he will slide with a drac
i don’t give a f*ck bout a thang
n*gga, we can bang
i’ll have ’em shoot up the a
sit back in a big house, i ain’t gotta do sh*t
i’ll get a n*gga hit, on gang
think i’m slipping
walk round with this jordan, and this scottie pippen
b*tch, i rock this scotchy different
i get guwop, these thot can miss me
f*cked her, then we never talked again
i know that thot hoe miss me
matter fact, she stalking my ig
i know that thot hoe listening
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