Grudge Match

[Hook]
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

[Verse 1: $atori Zoom]
She sucked on my dick til that bitch turned red (ay)
Money in my pocket, that president dead (woah)
Bread up on my plate, I just wanna stay fed (yuh)
Fuck up out my way, cause I’m boutta slay, damn
Boolin’ I’m boolin’ up at the top (ay ayy)
Fuckin’ with me, I’m boutta go pop (ay ayy)
I don’t milly rock on any block (ay ayy)
B-ball I travel, I never flop (ay ayy)
Damn, I’m only protecting my bands
Opps on the block, and I’m boutta make em dance
I only got family, i never got a fan
You do it when you need it, bitch I do it when I can
Fuck wit me, lil shorty lookin’ at me
She lovin’ me, yeah I’m ballin’ like an athlete
I’m shootin’ threes, my enemies could never stand me
I’m stackin’ these, you couple up, never at me

[Hook]
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

[Verse 2: Sugs]
I been in the cut, and my percentage is up
I just went and did the math and you the silliest fuck
You doin nothin wit ya life, you get your bread up boy it’s not hard
Butterfly my knife, you know I swing it like a monarch
Fuck! Wait, ampin’ up all the tension, I been fed up
That girl standing right at attention, the bitch gon ten-hut
Choppa gon make em dance just like he really been in Step Up
And you know the Glock a 17 that’s givin a thousand cuts, fuck is up?
You ain’t really popping, seen your numbers that’s a dud
And you know I keep a bunny, my bitch call me Elmer Fudd
Hands blocking face, I just go for the jug
You think yo life a movie, the movie a snuff
Grudge Match, my boy keep a tommy like a Rugrat
Ten toes, leave a couple holes where his lungs at
Fun fact, talkin’ hot I’m stayin’ where the suns at
Blow his brains, now his mind on a one track

[Hook]
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast