cupcakke – grilling niggas lyrics
[intro]
fathom
aight, from the top
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[verse]
you b-tches ugly and dusty and none of y’all matter
money all on me i’m feeling real flatter
walk in this b-tch, straight drippin’ like i was tryna get to the toilet but i couldn’t hold bladder
first cl-ss only when i’m not on the jet
all the white folks keep breakin’ they neck
they tryna see if i’m blacker than thread but i’m covered in green, they like “look it’s shrek!”
bankteller sayin’ my sh-t froze (how?)
pockets thick as h-ll like lizzo (wow)
movin’ the beat like [?] (d-mn)
if you p-ss me off it’s a sh-t show
’cause imma do some sh-t that you can’t believe
smack a b-tch into christmas eve (uh-huh)
when i fight i do not pull weave
only thing i’m pullin’ out is t–th
i’m wake the verse i’m not gentle
that mean i’m k!lling b-tches with the pencil (oh wow)
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 (don’t do it)
you got p-ssed around to his bestie, that p-ssy burnin’ n-ggas like pepsi
imma invest, i bet you’d never catch me waitin’ on a man to flip a quarter (i get it on my own)
n-ggas so thirsty, f-ck 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’ sn-tched 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 -ss too fat it’s gon’ tear if it’s on there
i told him, “back the f-ck up”
i’m already on, somebody finna get touched
b-tches talk but they don’t ever do much
i’m grilling n-ggas ’til they t–th get brushed
sn-tched a couple n-ggas chains in the past they ain’t ever come around twice
but if they do, like a cold juice, n-ggas 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-gga nose with it
i’m shooting sh-t like cold with it (bddah)
n-ggas know i’m untouchable, n-ggas trippin’ no lunchable
and i ain’t gotta twerk on “the gram” for a n-gga to think that i’m f-ckable (not at all)
i’m always in dolce & gabbana (uh huh)
everytime i touch down in bahamas (uh huh)
i swear to god i don’t be caring (uh huh)
my first name should’ve been donna (uh huh)
i’m just tryna run up some commas (uh huh)
so you can miss me with the drama (what up?)
and the way that i’m f-ckin’ these n-ggas up, i might as well get me a condom
hoes wanna wake up, do makeup, and don’t even know how they look when they baked (ugly as h-ll)
face be lookin’ like a bunch of mashed potatoes gettin’ smashed on a plate (hahahaha)
these rap b-tches suck and i don’t give a f-ck 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-ggas crazy
be doin’ the most to date me (get the f-ck back)
be beatin’ n-ggas out they pants
but i still won’t call ’em the baby
n-gga 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-tch, i opened the door for him, ladies first
i’on got time for it, even if they wash their [?] for it
b-tch yo’ hair ain’t full enough
add another track like an encore
these hoes swear they don’t play games
well then i’m sorry bro, but your hoes need to learn how to level up
lil’ hoes need to play mario
i run this sh-t like cardio
i tell who to conquer tho
gimme my part ‘for i rob for more
runnin’ through your crib like the maury show (hahahaha)
look, n-gga better be charge and go
having soul, flying up in baltimore
moral of the story, these n-ggas p-ssy and i guess i’m the reason why they water broke
gang sh-t, b-tch
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