GrimeyFinesse - thititty

How the fuck you say I'm going broke
Do a bitch like a piano, I just play, I don't know the notes
Yea I'm walkin' with your bitch, in this expensive ass coat
I bet if any nigga trip, it's cause he slipped on what I poured
Four pints of activist, I ain't sip, I just sold
Yeah, you really love your brother, but that lil' nigga told
Kick him out, he ain't gang no more
Matter fact, I need my chain back and all my poles
I can't talk chip with a nigga who only rolls
The only conversations that I like on my money phone
The only time I say I love a bitch when I'm in the wrong
Yo, bitch, really love me, she was rapping all of my song
I just need a BOA account for this bank log
I just need a bitch with fat pussy who shit bald
I just need a plug on some birds to make shit fall
All I grind for is to never work a 8 to 6
My lyric on my phone trippin', I ain't tellin' shit
Droppin' loads off, we ain't kiss, I'm just sellin' dick
Niggas go broke, and they'll get to start sellin' shit
I been doin' sales, I sell shit for the hell of it
I still got beef with some niggas from 86'
Hardly fucked the bitch, now she sayin' she morning sick
If a bitch wanna leave my life, I'ma let her then
I got way more blues than the Crips in the fuckin' Wicks
Said he never felt buckshots, I'ma let it blow
Glued a nigga feet to the ground like he did the woah
I thought that lil' bitch was cute, but she was doing coke
You don't gotta tell me, I'm the best, I already know
If I gotta send him shots, bet he gon' touch the floor
Told this bitch three-point stance, I'm tryna fuck this hoe
If lil' bro gotta pull up, bet he tag a toe
Don't just shake that ass, lil' bitch, you gotta throw it, hoe
You smoochin' on that bitch, you ain't know she was kissin' my feet
I don't beef with no lil' niggas, cause you know they some thitittys
I'm blowin' on trees while you blowin' on baby leaves
Your bitch blowin' dick while you blowin' your lil' rent
Bitch, close your legs, she don't know I don't fuck with shrimp
Nigga, you a lil' fuckin' geek, you is not no pimp
Only use the bitch for the head, I am not no Simp
I'm eatin' from a pot, not a plate, yeah, bitch, I'm him
I ain't readin' no messages, I don't even skim
Me and Kai tryna do a song, we be punchin' in
I'm really fly as fuck, and these bum niggas can't compete
Bitch on my dick, I don't care, I'ma let her blow
Addicted to this money, every day, it's a fuckin' flow
If I tell my niggas slide, no cap, it's a fuckin' go
I hate when bum niggas talkin' shit, I'll take yo' gold
I don't care if it's fake, nigga, I'll still take yo' pole
Man, that shit not for me, I'ma give it to Neph
Cappin' on a gram, who that money that you tryna flex
Call yo' bitch over and you know it's for fuckin' sex
Why you flexin' crumbs, lil' nigga, you not showin' bread
Review on yo' bitch, no cap, she give necky-neck
Bitch askin' me about some head, I said, what the heck
I don't even bang, but I still put it on the set
When I start my fuckin' car, that shit sound like a fuckin' jet
I'm really 101, I'll play mind games with yo' head
I'm on a rampage, don't get filled with this fuckin' led
How you pay to be taller, and you wanna cap on the net
You talkin' bout pape, but yo' broke ass sittin' in debt
You can't go against a nigga like me, you gon' get swept
Yo' baby out here fuckin', and you sittin' at home stressed
It's GrimeyFinesse, and you know I got mad checks
Fuck a nigga, bitch, no cap, I'm, I'm fuckin' damn

Written by:
bernard wikins

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