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grip - war (drake remix) lyrics

[intro]
axl (axl), axl (axl), axl (axl)
stray sh+t
i should take my godd+mn hoodie off so n+ggas can hear my chains cl!ckin’ and sh+t, n+gga
ahah, all that sh+t
yuh, look

[verse]
drizzy already murdered this sh+t, sh+t n+gga, oh well
the flow h+ll anytime i jump on the beat
bet i catch that sh+t like odell
never rock coat+tail, got it out the mud
whole family was livin’ in motel
the dough that i made off of dope sales
had to give it all up just so i could post bail
east side boy, used to push that 01′ impala and explore the city
lookin’ for the bitties, fastforward 2019, i’m on tour with jiddy
euro steppin’ (uh), n+gga had the penthouse suite in paris
five star eat spot
lookin’ for the wings on the menu, i’m sl!ck embarrased
ig models don’t tickle my fancy
write a chef up like ramsey
plus sticks when a kid get antsy
better stay off my lawn like stanley
just bought a brand new f and the clip hold thirty
i call ’em stephen
better call backup or back up, i act like kaep and keep on steppin’
lot of y’all flexin’ the talk out the side of y’all mouth
but it’s solely for retweets
drop headie one or you don’t, sh+t is easy
r.i.p kobe and gigi
ain’t been sober in three weeks
sh+t i still got snubnose on repeat
n+ggas saw sh+t from a distance
same ones callin’ me broke when you see me
make sure the team eat six figure deals, in my email always on cc
big dog, lil’ n+ggas know they can’t beat me
i’ma rub it in like tea tree
push gle down peach street
[?] glad it look like sp+ceship
reppin’ that stray sh+t, y’all n+ggas basic
please don’t quit your dayshift
me and t f+cked up [?], that’s my dog ’til they close the curtains
i been in my bag like birkin’
everyone around me done put real work in
and we keep straps on persons
much rather that than arrive in he+rs+s
please be prepared for the purchase
if you try hit my line ’bout verses
n+ggas keep askin’ if me and ant still cool, n+gga that’s my brother
play with the fam in the two+two+three, gon’ st+st+st+st+stutter
choosey lover, grip the heart break kid, i’m smooth as b+tter
mood is gutter
look how he move and manoeuvre through the clutter
game f+cked up but it’s cool, ’cause i love to see a young n+gga get them [?]
i was blankin’ on pages, and you was f+ckin’ up on back page
you be on linkedin lookin’ for a nine+to+five, my links is cuban
yo sh+t came from the kiosk that’s out the cap
who you think you foolin’?
[?] cool and you can look all you want, just keep it movin’
glock .23, with the beam included, please don’t bring me to it
been all in, they had no choice, this rap sh+t had to pop
i’ma be doin’ sh+t that’s stray way ’til the casket drop

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