GRAMMY (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, gang
Squad flexing (Squad flexing)
Send you to heaven (Send you to heaven)
Yeah

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah (Holy)
I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real n*gga, all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now
I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route
Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now
b*tch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah
Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real n*gga, all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now
I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route
Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now

[Verse]
Straight flexing, she neckin'
I got them diamonds on my necklace, they steady dancing
She calling my phone sayin' she a blessing
She fake like her n*gga chain, but I can't test it, yeah
I'm a busy man, she said, "What you doing Saturday?"
I just woke up, I already made a band today
f*cked a new n*gga b*tch, I just got a new fan today
He just found out that she cheated, turned him to a new man today, yeah-yeah
She think her n*gga got money, he scam, yeah
Without that AP, sh*t, he rock Truey and Vans, yeah
I put my all in this music, I ain't had no second plan, yeah
And some n*ggas switched up, man, I thought you was my fam', yeah
b*tch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won the lottery (Cash)
I started making music, now these n*ggas wanna copy me
b*tch, you not me, so you can't finesse my melody
n*ggas in the stu' and I know they think a lot of me (On the regular)
[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real n*gga, all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now
I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route
Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now

[Outro]
Glass now
Send you to heaven, heaven
Like Ginóbili with the left hand