Non English introduction
[VERSE]
Griselda with my grill
Chain swinging it’s real
Gutter bitch from the ville[?]
Gangster with sex appeal
Sick and bad to the bone
Come up outta my throne
I had to beg the bitch pardon
Braids swinging like Tarzan
Flamingos in my garden
I was destined for stardom
Now I’m back and I’m starvin
Tell em fetch the red carpet
You start shit ill finish it with arson
Big, bad, sick I’m wicked like Harlem
The hardest, crud I come up outta the mud
Sometimes surrounded by thugs
These snakes will drown me in hugs
Montana surrounded by drugs
Your flow dead like Manolo
Yolo, yola, Jimmy call a bitch Lola
Thesе rappers blow from payola
These man act likе they’re my owner
Cos I’m colder than Mongolia and sicker than ammonia
Gang pretty like a bag of magnolias
My shit dope it’s opium
Now all of these doors are opening
And the fans so gassed they yodelling
I see nuttin but big bags totalling
Cos a lot of big deals with brokering
Non English speaking
Bonny bad without Clyde
I like to dine without wine
I’d rather sip on martinis
On rooftops in fendy bikinis
Tell the bitch she can’t be me
The game cut throat and hold my name sweeney
The big bad G.O.A.T. and nobody can see me
The sick mad ghost that move around freely
I get that, chop that, bag that Im greedy
Then make it disappear I’m Houdini
I got this in the bag like it’s tea leafs
This year imma ball like Maldini
Really I ain’t never lost no sleep
When I lay and think about this rap scene
I’ll eat them
I don’t greet them
Pull up a chair and just seat them
I ain’t gotta join a man when I can beat them
I hope these chicks can swim they’re in the deep end
Can we be friends
Well that depends
On whether you’re real or just pretend
I’ve ran through so many bars
And so many flows
And so many jewels
And so many clothes
On so many planes
On so many boats
Through so many lanes
And I’ve been cold every step of the way
Imma threat to the game
Rappers hate undercover like a bitch in duvets
I ain’t got nothing to lose only something to gain
Next year
Watch the price inflate
Imma flood these streets like the 1980s surge of cocaine
Lenses balmain
Take the whole plate
Then slide like ice skates
Griselda was written by Nolay.
Griselda was produced by Damien Alter.