Greezy lyrics

Mellowhype!
Wolf Gang!
Heehh! Heehuh!

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
I ain’t even on my cool yet
n*gga finna' break a f*cking cool sweat
And I got my mouth piece tool set
Finna' leave you and your crew wet
Stuntin' on n*ggas without the coop yes
Gold grill like a f*cking jewel chest
Bling, as I ride around your city
King of Diamonds, Silver's big ol' titties
After you taste the hemp tree
I can lay that ass down gently
I ain’t gotta got it in to bently
But I can take you some place kinda mentally
Hodgy Beats, b*tch on any track you want, track you want
This Odd Future gang, You can sit on any sack you want
Pack-a-punch, sack-a-lunch, facts of bunch of pay checks
I’ll be at the banks b*tch
Not saving hoes, but weighting hoes
My case is closed, smoking dank a dro
Laugh is brain the hoes I switch it up
Changing clothes, from change hoes, change in rose
At award shows I'm sick as f*ck
Not in a tux, but a jersey but like what the motherf*ck is up
I done shortened up my motha' f*ckin' verse
To say you b*tch ass n*gga stop copying n*gga
Step your motha' f*ckin' game up
[Hook]
Stop copying, step your game up
It's that new sh*t, step your game up
Oh step your game up
It's that new sh*t, step your game up
Stop copying, step your game up
It's that new sh*t, step your game up
Oh step your game up
It's that new sh*t, step your game up

[Verse 2: Domo Geneseis]
I’m about this sh*t, been a long time but I’m out this b*tch, peace
Candle greeze haters been a red hot, stand by the fire like a mantle piece
Ain’t no n*gga going H.A.M as me, I still stomp on n*ggas while they dead asleep
Watch the man retreat, white flag all I see the man’s hand up in the hands of me
Man I’ma need ten grams at least, all this damn pressure they demand to me
Smile for the pic' let my nana see
Exactly the n*gga that I plan to be
I plan to be, I made it out, car pool lane on the paper route
All these n*ggas hungry what a basic cloud
When these n*ggas get thirsty I’ma make it drought
Line after line, hit after hit
Dope ass flow need two more snips
Two more mixtapes, two more bricks
I wish my uncle could see this sh*t
If he had knew back then I would be this sick
You probably would have been thinking on that feble sh*t
Now n*gga show love like we legit
But honestly I don’t need that sh*t
b*tch
[Outro]
Step your game up, step your game up
Step your game up, step your game up
Step your game up, step your game up