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Grilling Niggas

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Aight, from the top

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

You b***hes ugly and dusty and none of y'all matter

Money all on me, I'm feeling real flattered

Walk in this b***h, straight drippin' like I was tryna get to the toilet, but I couldn't hold bladder

First class only when I'm not on the jet

All the white folks keep breakin' they neck

They tryna see if I'm black and a threat, but I'm covered in green, they like "Look it's Shrek

Bankteller sayin' my s**t froze

Pockets thick as hell like Lizzo

Mukbang the beat like Trish, hoe

If you p**s me off, it's a s**t show

'Cause I'mma do some s**t that you can't believe

Smack a b***h into Christmas Eve

When I fight, I do not pull weave

Only thing I'm pullin' out is teeth

John Wick, the verse I'm not gentle

That mean I'm killing b***hes with the pencil

Shawty better check my credentials, only time I'm getting crossed is at the temple

I'm a whole catch, come fetch me

I'm a drop out, so don't test me

You got passed around to his bestie, that p**y burnin' n***as like Pepsi

I'mma invest, I bet you'd never catch me waitin' on a man to flip a quarter

N***as so thirsty, fo’ me if I told 'em to, they'd probably drink Flint water

But they can't afford her, I'm up in Georgia, next week Florida, ‘cross the border

Then Aurora, such an explorer, I done been everywhere up on the map like Dora

Max out the card, then I reload it back

Spent ten thousand when I walked in Saks

Body gettin' snatched like a brazillian wax

They hate me 'cause I got what they lack

So they gon' stare, say what you want: I don't care

Bought new jeans I don't wear, cause the a** too fat it's gon' tear if it's on there

I told him, "Back the f**k up"

Omarion, somebody finna get touched

B***hes talk, but they don't ever do much

I'm grilling n***as 'til they teeth get brushed

Snatched a couple n***as chains in the past, they’ll never come around twice

But if they do, like a cold juice, n***as know to keep it light on the ice

I'm with the gang with it, I bang with it

"Foo foo foo," good aim with it

Yeah, I wipe a n***a nose with it

I'm shooting shit like Cole Bennett

N***as know I'm untouchable, n***as trippin' no Lunchable

And I ain't gotta twerk on "the Gram" for a n***a to think that I'm f**kable

I'm always in Dolce & Gabbana

Everytime I touch down in Bahamas

I swear to God I don't be caring

My first name should've been Donna

I'm just tryna run up some commas

So you can miss me with the drama

And the way that I'm f**kin' these n***as up, I might as well get me a c**m

H**s wanna wake up, do makeup, and don't even know how they look when they baked

Face be lookin' like a bunch of mashed potatoes gettin' smashed on a plate

These rap b***hes suck and I don't give a f**k about none of the music they make

As long as they watchin' they tone and I'm not talkin' 'bout gettin' tan on a lake

And I swear to God these n***as brazy

Be doin' the most to date me

Be beatin' n***as out they pants

But I still won't call 'em the baby

N***a took me on a date, then ask me to pay shoulda saw my face when I went in purse

But on the way out, since he act like a b***h, I opened the door for him, ladies first

I don't got time for it, even if they watch said Tom Ford

B***h, yo' hair ain't full enough

Add another track like an encore

These h**s swear they don't play games

Well, then I'm sorry bro, but you h**s need to learn how to level up

Lil' h**s need to play Mario

I run this s**t like cardio

I tell who to guard the door

Gimme my part 'for I rob for more

Runnin' through your crib like the Maury show

Lil' n***a better be charge and go

Having soul, flying up in Baltimore

Moral of the story, these n***as p**y and I guess I'm the reason why they water broke

Gang s**t, b***h

Grilling Niggas by CupcakKe - Lyrics & Covers