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[Intro: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, ayy, what's up, gang? (Let me go secure the Ms for the gang right quick)
Ayy, ayy, what's up, gang? (I got it, don't worry 'bout it)
Y'all n*ggas still think it's my fault
(Free the real, keep the rest) Ayy

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
I got that check and took off (I'm gone)
Lot of these n*ggas look lost (They do)
They broke, they think it's my fault (f*ck 'em)
Want smoke? We blowin', no cough (Grrah)
I want the b*tch, she caught (She through)
I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (Good drip)
Your b*tch be f*ckin' me raw (Good drip)
But she love you, don't cut your b*tch off (Your b*tch)
Brand new Givenchy, it's white (That's light)
Limited Louis, that's light (Too light)
Wraith in the city, that's light (That's light)
LED, look at the lights (Too light)
We the ones n*ggas don't like (Don't like)
But you n*ggas too light (Too light)
Why even play with your life? (Your life)
Bank account lookin' like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
I went from fillin' out kites to puttin' an M on my block (Scudda zone)
New Gucci sweater is drip (That's drip), somebody give me a mop (That's drip)
These n*ggas act like the cops (Like fuzz), gossipin' more than the thots (n*gga, what?)
In jail I had stripes on the rocks (Stripes), I make you kite off the rocks (Get the f*ck on)
These n*ggas sick that I made it (Ah), they can't get my friends, so they wanna be opps (So they wanna be opps)
If I see no n*ggas who hatin' and I'm in that spaceship, I'm droppin' that top (I'ma flex on them n*ggas)
I get that cake like my B-day, ain't no happy belated, I'm callin' the guap (Count it, count it)
Who gave you n*ggas a voice? (Voices) Who told you y'all thoughts count? (What?)
GPS straight to the money (Yeah), I put my n*ggas in route (My n*ggas in route)
Big homie got bricks in the drought (For real), AR with the big Mickey Mouse (Mickey Mouse)
You posted your lady at twelve, at eight that night she had my di*k in her mouth (Suck it)
Cameras all over the mansion (Mansion), you lil' n*ggas can't sit on my house (You dig? Brrah)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Yatchy]
I got that check and took off (Took off)
Lot of these n*ggas look lost (They do)
They broke, they think it's my fault (f*ck 'em)
Want smoke? We blowin', no cough (Grrah)
I want the b*tch, she caught (f*cked)
I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (Good drip)
Your b*tch be f*ckin' me raw (Good drip)
But she love you, don't cut your b*tch off (Good drip)
Brand new Givenchy, it's white (That's light)
Limited Louis, that's light (Too light)
Wraith in the city, that's light (That's light)
LED, look at the lights (Too light)
We the ones n*ggas don't like (Don't like us)
But you n*ggas too light (Run up)
Why even play with your life? (Your life)
Bank account lookin' like yikes (Uh, uh, yeah, uh, like yikes)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
f*ck-f*ck with-with me-me, boy (b*tch)
Cut off your hands and your fingers (Grr), hundred round in your ears with a ringer
c*ck it back, watch it turn to a singer (Pew, pew), get to fightin' like this Jerry Springer
All of my n*ggas on go-go, zip the bag, the AR like a pogo (Boom, boom, boom)
Don't do dirt with these n*ggas, they popo (Yeah), had a G-Wagon trap turned to rojo (Skrrt)
Five hundred K for two whips and they cold-cold (Yeah), had the hoes goin' wild down in SoHo (Ha)
One was black and the other was Mexican (Yeah), had the hoes eatin' di*k like El Pollo (Ha)
Younger than you with a Maybach (Skrrt), younger than you with a Bentley (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
f*ckin' your b*tch from the back, got her head in the pillow, she keep yellin' gently (Gang)
Ain't being friends with these n*ggas 'cause when I was down, not a soul had sympathy (Facts)
That's how I go when you broke (Facts), now a n*gga up like a mistletoe (Facts)
This b*tch want Lil Boat to do coke (What?), b*tch, I'm f*cked up on my own (Gang)
Now get lost on these new n*ggas clones (Yeah)
f*cked that b*tch, then she asked for a loan (Ha)
Had to laugh, then I told her get gone
b*tch, you grown, go and get that sh*t on your own (Yeah)
And nobody give me not a thing (Yeah), so I spent ninety K on my ring
You can see all my pain in my watch (Skrrt), got my ex downin' bottles of scotch
Walkin' 'round with my hand on my crotch (Yeah) 'cause I'm poppin' and I know you not (Ayy)
And I know you see just how I'm livin', you not happy with life, so you sippin' (Gang)
Walkin' Reeboks on Tree Tops, gettin' hella guap, got a big Benz like Sasquatch
Everytime you see a n*gga with a b*tch, know it's top notch
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
I got that check and took off (Took off)
Lot of these n*ggas look lost (They do)
They broke, they think it's my fault (f*ck 'em)
Want smoke? We blowin', no cough (Grrah)
I want the b*tch, she caught (f*cked)
I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (Good drip)
Your b*tch be f*ckin' me raw (Good drip)
But she love you, don't cut your b*tch off (Good drip)
Brand new Givenchy, it's white (That's light)
Limited Louis, that's light (Too light)
Wraith in the city, that's light (That's light)
LED, look at the lights (Too light)
We the ones n*ggas don't like (Don't like us)
But you n*ggas too light (Run up)
Why even play with your life? (Your life)
Bank account lookin' like yikes (Like yikes)

[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
The opps on IG all the time (I see you), I dare them n*ggas go live (I dare you)
Wagyu steak, I dine (Good steak), eight ounce, two fifty-five (Real steak)
I can't get funky with n*ggas, my n*ggas so groovy, you n*ggas be jives
If I ain't had love for Meek (Free Meek), I would of tried to get Nicki Minaj (What up, Barbie?)
I need a dub for a verse (A dub), I do a hook for a dime (A ten)
Promoters on FaceTime before I get to the club, n*gga, look at the line (It's packed)
Money ain't changed my heart, but I'm smarter, I guess it changed my mind (As it should)
And I take care of my hitters in prison, don't think it's safe inside, ah (Stab his ass)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
I got that check and took off (You dig?)
Lot of these n*ggas look lost (You dig?)
They broke, they think it's my fault (Yeah)
Want smoke? We blowin', no cough (No cap)
I want the b*tch, she caught (Come here)
I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (Good drip)
Your b*tch be f*ckin' me raw (Yeah)
But she love you, don't cut your b*tch off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Brand new Givenchy, it's white (Light)
Limited Louis, that's light (White)
Wraith in the city, that's light (You dig?)
LED, look at the lights (You dig?)
We the ones n*ggas don't like (Don't like)
But you n*ggas too light (Too light)
Why even play with your life? (You dig?)
Bank account lookin' like yikes (Yeah, yeah, ah)