DR BIRDS-Griselda

歌手 : Griselda

专辑 : WWCD (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:25

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TXT DR BIRDS-Griselda 文本歌词

Ah, ayo

Brr, brr

Ayo, I'm in Salvatore makin' Salaat, Bentayga in three flavors

Shoot the nigga now, we'll speak later (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Up the Whitney, got the MAC with me

Hid behind the Warhol, dip to Bergdorf, shot up the whole store (Brr)

Cherry '57, in the 'Bach learnin' lessons (Skrrt)

Crack ain't dry yet, it be ready in a second (Ah)

Forty chains on, halo, I'm a god, nigga

Fear of God jogger rockin', nigga, I don't even jog

Hangin' out the Wagen sunroof, pickin' niggas off (Brr)

The Mille with the chill bezel (Ah)

All my foreigns red, it make me feel special

Banana peel AK, I'm lookin' real extra (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

With the top keys, the money green Teslas (Skrrt)

Told Virgil write "Brick" on my brick (Write "Brick" on my brick")

Write "Brick" on my brick"

Told Virgil write "Brick" on my brick

Ayo, Amiris filled with cash, I'm in the fashion district (Ah)

Shoot your momma house just for a half a bicken (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

All my niggas dealin', all my niggas killin' (Brr)

The niggas tried to test me, now them niggas missin' (Ah)

Meal quarters, I'm still awesome

Water whip coke, I still Voss it, rosé out the faucet

Ah, tell Virgil write "Brick" on my brick

Look, lil' brodie let off his .30, he ain't even flinch (Yeah)

Caught the body, dipped to the A, nobody seen him since (He got lost)

560 Benz and I ain't need the tints (Vroom)

My weakest scent cost more than your momma need for rent (Hahaha)

That's just one zip, the drum rip, leave you rinsed (Rrah)

Hide the body for a week and it's gon' leave a stench (You smell that?)

Rappers come to my city, they gon' need consent (You need a pass, nigga)

'Cause we already know you pussy, nigga, we convinced (Hah)

I told Virgil write "Brick" on my brick (Hah)

The nicest with this shit, ain't write this, I just spit (Woo)

White bitch on my dick, this ice drip on my fist

No shoe deal, but look at all this Nike shit that I get (Hahaha, yeah)

On Doat Street, it's white shit that I pitch

Two in the morning, on the corner, night shift with my blick (I got it all)

No soda in this Off-White shit that I whip (Hah)

I'm rich, put all this Off-White shit on my bitch (Yeah, haha)

So if it's smoke, we ain't even askin' (Uh huh)

We just pullin' up and somebody gon' see a casket (Boom boom boom)

Hall N Nash and Benny like James Worthy, Kareem and Magic (Yeah)

Every time Griselda drop, this shit gon' be a classic (You know what's up)

Yo, I gave cocaine to users, and okays to shooters (I did)

I'm cocky, vintage Versace with the stone face Medusas

Sopranos, and Margianos, we got gold-plated Rugers

This pistol'll backflip you and blow your whole frame to Pluto (Brr)

Got all eyes on us, can we chill? Eatin' with snakes'll probably get him killed

Cause trust me, every family had a Henry Hill (What up?)

And every man don't got a Benny skill (Nah)

When you this dope, it take least 50 mil' just to sit me still (Ah)

Light ten on my whip, white bitch on my dick

Right wrist when I whip, that white brick on my brick

Runway Margiela, that type shit on my bitch

Butterflies and spikes, that type shit on my kicks

These rappers wanna be trendy, they hoes wanna be friendly (Nah)

But never, she wear Forever 21 like it's Fendi

I told that bitch it's Givenchy, she pronounce it "Givinchy"

She wanna fuck me and run through all my accounts 'til they empty

What would ChineGun do? I'm still thinkin' militant

Old paraphernelia layin' around, I got rid of it (That's out of here)

Then settled all my differences (I did)

I really had a chicken with a tree stamp like I stepped on it with a Timberland

The Butcher, nigga (Ah)