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tee grizzley - from the d to the a lyrics

[verse 1: lil yachty]
off top, run a n-gga out his socks
n-ggas talk more than b-tches
n-ggas really be on c-ck though (p-ssy)
just f-cked a ho out in france
paint her face like pic-sso
i iced out my vatos, i’m really up
big -ss bimmer, big benz and my bentley next
don’t play around on my phone ho, gimme s-x
watch on my wrist out of date, but it’s rolex
grizzley up next, i’m up now
strap your bullet vest

[verse 2: tee grizzley]
500 50’s, 600 hundreds
700 20’s, let’s get straight to it
800 10’s, what’s that, 8 bands?
hit the store and get some rubber bands
let’s get straight to it
everybody come together, everybody got the plan
he came with you
so if he steal it fall on you, we on your -ss
have your mans call his mans
make sure they ain’t movin’ fast
soon as they touch atlanta, get with boat
secure the bag, n-gga

[verse 3: lil yachty]
oh, a bag secure, that’s on my mama, bro
asian lil’ ho, she ride that d-ck, yokohama flow
made that sh-t double, got an uzi, i don’t scuffle
not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
n-ggas only aimin’ in the sky, call those air mags
all up in neiman’s, coppin’ sh-t like f-ck a price tag
i’m ballin’, ain’t near a rap n-gga in the game that i’m callin’
if i need help, i’ll dial it by my se-kelf

[verse 4: tee grizzley & lil yachty]
you swear your b-tch faithful, she sent her location
i hit her at the trap in decatur, she basic (crazy)
chop with the laser, get decapitated
can’t smoke, i’m on papers
hold on, this my jamaican (love one)
n-ggas want me dead, so i’m steady prayin’
ain’t no disrespect without retaliation
f-ck a hotel, i hit her in the bas-m-nt
text her later like, “i’m done with you, i got a situation, baby”

[verse 5: lil yachty]
hmmmm! well sh-t, bro, let me get her then
i’ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion’s den
n-gga talkin’ down, my bro got more heat than a fryin’ pan
gucci ’round my hair, wrapped tight like i’m taliban

[verse 6: tee grizzley]
like i’m taliban, how we drop sh-t (we go)
lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks
touch my n-gga yachty, get your top ripped (boop!)
don’t ask the price if you know you ain’t tryna cop sh-t

[verse 7: lil yachty]
you the type to look around but never cop sh-t, ayy
i’m the type to buy the store, make them restock it, ayy
beam on everythin’ i own, i will not miss
grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin’ c-ckpit

[verse 8: tee grizzley & lil yachty]
yachty, i might stop rappin’ for this one reason (oh, for real?)
if the feds hear this sh-t i’m doin’ a hundred seasons
in the hood, shootin’ cr-ps in my yeezys
put angels on you n-ggas who be playin’ like y’all demons
you dig?

[verse 9: lil yachty]
middle finger to them n-ggas hatin’ and fakin’
they plottin’ on my death, i give their mothers deep penetration
diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
every real n-gga livin’ will respect this collaboration

[verse 10: tee grizzley]
we the bust down brothers, check the rollies out
say you winnin’ one more time, i’m pullin’ trophies out
n-ggas know we out, no shaqs, all kobes out
in other words, i’m with all shooters that’ll blow you down
(boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop!)

[verse 11: lil yachty & tee grizzley]
from the d to the a, put respect on it
if that’s your ho, why my d-ck got her mouth on it?
i’m from the south, i got diamonds in my t–th
i got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease
(lease, n-gga)

[verse 12: tee grizzley]
chain on my dresser next to my indictment
when they said not guilty i was so excited
from the a to the d, b-tch you heard yachty
wraith comin’ this summer, i’ma have your b-tch drivin’
b-tch!

- tee grizzley lyrics

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