Grip

Yea , yea

[Chorus]

These Niggas crying like babies
I’m from the north and I ain’t talking Jay Z
We look like stars cause we drip in the latest
Fuck on that bitch yea she wet like a latex
I’m dressed in all black like I’m worshiping satan
This ain’t no ps2 ps3 playing
These boys making statements they talking to bacon
I’m dropping my top yea I blow out my brain
I’m sipping on lean I don’t do the green
I mix it with beans I’m higher than planes
I’m hot as a stove my body get warm
She get on her knees she put the head on me
Ever since a kid I been had drip
Taking all the cash like 456
Did the whole dash smoking dope in the whip
Nigga hold weight like a mother fucking grip
Get a mother fucking grip

[Verse]

Bitch tryna talk don’t play with me
I be tryna get them m&ms
Gripping on the ratchet
Only thing on my mind was them racks
Bitch bad, but my bitch badder
Audemar splish splash
Nigga making hits like a bat

[Chorus]

These Niggas crying like babies
I’m from the north and I ain’t talking Jay Z
We look like stars cause we drip in the latest
Fuck on that bitch yea she wet like a latex
I’m dressed in all black like I’m worshiping satan
This ain’t no ps2 ps3 playing
These boys making statements they talking to bacon
I’m dropping my top yea I blow out my brain
I’m sipping on lean I don’t do the green
I mix it with beans I’m higher than planes
I’m hot as a stove my body get warm
She get on her knees she put the head on me
Ever since a kid I been had drip
Taking all the cash like 456
Did the whole dash smoking dope in the whip
Nigga hold weight like a mother fucking grip
Get a mother fucking grip