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tee grizzley feat. lil yachty - light lyrics

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ayy, ayy, what’s up gang
let me go secure the m’s for the gang
ayy, ayy, what’s up gang

those n-gg-s still think it’s my fault
ayy

i got that check and cigar
a lot of these n-gg-s look lost
they broke they think it’s my fault (f-ck ’em)
want smoke? we blowing, no cough
i want the b-tch, she caught

im drippin’, i’m stuck with the sauce (good drip)
yo b-tch be f-ckin’ me raw (good drip)
but she love you don’t cut yo b-tch off (yo b-tch)
brand new givenchy it’s white (that’s light)
limited louis, that’s light (too light)

wraith in the city, that’s light (that’s light)
led, look at the lights (too light)
we the ones n-gg-s don’t like (don’t like)
but you n-gg-s too light (too light)
why even play with yo life? (yo, life)
bank account looking like yikes (bank account lookin’ like yikes)

i went been feelin’ all kites
to puttin’ an m on my block
new gucci sweater is drip (that’s drip)
somebody give me a mop (that’s drip)

these n-gg-s act like the cops (like fuzz)
gossipin’ more than the thots (n-gg- what?)
in jail i had stripes off the rocks (stripes)
i make you count off the rocks

these n-gg-s think that i made it and
can’t get my friends, so they wanna be ops
if i see no n-gg-s who hatin’ and i’m
in that sp-ceship, i’m droppin’ that top
i get that cake like my b-day ain’t no happy belated
i’m callin’ the guap
who gave you n-gg-s a voice
who told you your thoughts count

gps straight to the money
i put my n-gg-s in route
they told me got bricks in the drop
ar with the big mickey mouse
you poses your lady at 12,
ain’t that nice seein’ my d-ck in her mouth?
candles all over the mansion
you lil n-gg-s can’t sh-t on my house

i got that check and cigar
a lot of these n-gg-s look lost
they broke they think it’s my fault (f-ck ’em)
want smoke? we blowing, no cough
i want the b-tch, she caught

im drippin’, i’m stuck with the sauce (good drip)
yo b-tch be f-ckin’ me raw (good drip)
but she love you don’t cut yo b-tch off (yo b-tch)
brand new givenchy it’s white (that’s light)
limited louis, that’s light (too light)
wraith in the city, that’s light (that’s light)

led, look at the lights (too light)
we the ones n-gg-s don’t like (don’t like)
but you n-gg-s too light (too light)
why even play with yo life? (yo, life)
bank account looking like yikes (bank account lookin’ like yikes)

f-ck-f-ck with-with me-me boy
cut off your hands and your fingers
100 round in your ears with a ringer
c-ck it back, watch it turn to a singer
get it firing like this jerry springer

all of my n-gg-s on go-go
zip the ar back like the pogo
don’t do dirty with these n-gg-s, they popo
had a g wagon trap turned to rojo
finally gave it to us in that cold-cold
heard the hoes going’ wild down in soho

one’s black and the other one’s mexican
had the hoes eating d-ck like el pollo
younger than you with a maybach
younger than you with a bentley
f-ckin’ your b-tch from the back,
got her head in a pillow, she keep yellin’ gently

ain’t being friends with these n-gg-s
cause when i was down not a soul had sympathy
that’s how i go when you’re broke
b-tch on the boat do c-ke
b-tch i f-cked up on my own

not get lost on these new n-gg-s clones
f-cked that b-tch and she asked for a loan
b-tch you gon’ get that sh-t on your own
and n-body give me not a thing
so i spend 90k on my ring

you can see all my pain in my watch
got my ex downing’ bottles of scotch
walkin’ round with my hand on my crotch
cause i’m popping and i know you not

and i know you see just how i’m livin’
you not happy with life so you sippin’
walkin’ reeboks on treetops gettin’ h-lla guap
got a big benz like sasquatch,
are you talking sh-t, n-gg-, with a b-tch?
know it’s top notch

i got that check and cigar
a lot of these n-gg-s look lost
they broke they think it’s my fault (f-ck ’em)
want smoke? we blowing, no cough
i want the b-tch, she caught

im drippin’, i’m stuck with the sauce (good drip)
yo b-tch be f-ckin’ me raw (good drip)
but she love you don’t cut yo b-tch off (yo b-tch)
brand new givenchy it’s white (that’s light)
limited louis, that’s light (too light)
wraith in the city, that’s light (that’s light)

led, look at the lights (too light)
we the ones n-gg-s don’t like (don’t like)
but you n-gg-s too light (too light)
why even play with yo life? (yo, life)
bank account looking like yikes (bank account lookin’ like yikes)

the iphone ig all the time (i see you)
how dare them n-gg-s gon’ lie?
wagyu steak, i dine (real steak)
8 oz, two 55 (real steak)

i can’t get funky with n-gg-s,
my n-gg-s so groovy, you n-gg-s be jives
if i ain’t had love for me,
i woulda been trying’ to get nicki minaj
i need a duffle a verse, i do a hook for a dime

put murders on facetime before i get to the club,
n-gg-, look at the line
money ain’t changed my heart but i’m smarter
i guess it changed my mind
and i take care of my hitters in prison,
don’t think it’s safe inside (stab his -ss)

i got that check and cigar
a lot of these n-gg-s look lost
they broke they think it’s my fault (f-ck ’em)
want smoke? we blowing, no cough
i want the b-tch, she caught

im drippin’, i’m stuck with the sauce (good drip)
yo b-tch be f-ckin’ me raw (good drip)
but she love you don’t cut yo b-tch off (yo b-tch)
brand new givenchy it’s white (that’s light)
limited louis, that’s light (too light)
wraith in the city, that’s light (that’s light)

led, look at the lights (too light)
we the ones n-gg-s don’t like (don’t like)
but you n-gg-s too light (too light)
why even play with yo life? (yo, life)
bank account looking like yikes (bank account lookin’ like yikes)

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