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omb peezy - grill talkin lyrics

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[intro]
oh, oh, oh
need my sp+ce (did i explain?)
uh

[chorus]
can’t just walk up and touch a n+gga (why?), don’t know what you used to, but i ain’t them other n+ggas
if you know how to be quiet, then i’m f+ckin’ with you
she like, “what you mean?” i said, “don’t walk up and start talkin’, you see my cup of lean”
know i can hear them pills callin’, them b+tches give me somethin’ i don’t feel often
god, please send me a b+tch that ain’t gon’ live without me
on the facetime with a b+tch, she told me all she see is grills talkin’

[verse 1]
i got her topless while i barbecue some ribs
too high to hit it last night, but you know tonight i’m finna k!ll
i can have any b+tch i want, just gotta show her how i live (oh)
i don’t want no b+tch who argue like it don’t matter how i feel, b+tch, f+ck you
concierge just call me, take us downstairs, i’m duckin’ you
ice around my neck, sometimes this sh+t be gettin’ uncomfortable
my dog just popped two adderall and bean, he tryna hunt somethin’
i just hit my dm, called up a whole lot of monsters
uh, tell me how you feel, shawty
you left that n+gga shocked, done like an eel probably
you been wantin’ a n+gga, let’s be real ’bout it
no eviction, i been rackin’ up on bills, uh
[chorus]
can’t just walk up and touch a n+gga (why?), don’t know what you used to, but i ain’t them other n+ggas
if you know how to be quiet, then i’m f+ckin’ with you
she like, “what you mean?” i said, “don’t walk up and start talkin’, you see my cup of lean”
know i can hear them pills callin’, them b+tches give me somethin’ i don’t feel often
god, please send me a b+tch that ain’t gon’ live without me
on the facetime with a b+tch, she told me all she see is grills talkin’

[verse 2]
i got a switch on back the glock, this b+tch metal
i’m ’bout whatever, i’ll crash out and go to court, won’t settle
i’ma take it to the box, can’t tell certain n+ggas certain sh+t ’cause they’ll take it to the opps
i’m finna buy a brand new ‘vette and go and take it my pops
you paid, that b+tch don’t love you, she just wanna clock
these n+ggas doin’ glp, stop payin’, that sh+t ’bout to stop
oh, and i hope you know peezy keep the chopper everywhere i go, oh

[chorus]
can’t just walk up and touch a n+gga (why?), don’t know what you used to, but i ain’t them other n+ggas
if you know how to be quiet, then i’m f+ckin’ with you
she like, “what you mean?” i said, “don’t walk up and start talkin’, you see my cup of lean”
know i can hear them pills callin’, them b+tches give me somethin’ i don’t feel often
god, please send me a b+tch that ain’t gon’ live without me
on the facetime with a b+tch, she told me all she see is grills talkin’

[outro]
i got her topless while i barbecue some ribs
too high to hit it last night, but you know tonight i’m finna k!ll



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