"GRIME" lyrics

Hard body nigga six pack on my belly
She on my dick, fuck up ma belly
Don't play with mine, don't make me slime
Yeah, I'm good hearted, but I'm really grime

Gave her to bro, that's on me I don't want her
Applying that pressure she getting this dick made her dumber n dumber
I got the wraith noey gon back out another
Get out my face, I only fuck wit my brothers

I go dumb on you bitches, facts...
I ain't got feelings for none of you bitches
That's word to my mother, I'ma get it
And all the fuck shit, I'm wit it...

Dumb know I go crazy
Carti no this ap
Slide I can't till you pay me
Stolo now its Mercedes
Fetti bread
Roll head (no ace... head)
Chicken spread
It's reading read (it's reading, yeah)

Frizzy da talker, she was playing with me so I brought her
Flew that bitch out somewea way cross the boarder
VVS on my neck this shit water
Scam free him when he get home I'ma get him in order
Ma'am don't know if you heard what I heard I ain't cuffing your daughter

Mhm, no no no, yeah, no no no, mhm, no no no, mhm, no no no

I remember breaking bread and I didn't get enough
I was down to my lowest had to pick it up, yeah
Leaning off the tris you don't know that feeling when you stuck
Now everything a movie cinema

Gave her to bro, that's on me I don't want her
Applying that pressure she getting this dick made her dumber n dumber
I got the wraith noey gon back out another
Get out my face, I only fuck wit my brothers