Tha G.T. - Back on My Grizzy

I'm grinding with my hustle...
Haters fall in line...
Going harder than a bitch
Spittin sick with this gifted mind
End zone dancing on em
Watch me get the crowd hype
Eyes hella red
Cuz we smokin on that kryptonite
Hold up... run it back...
Said we smokin on that kryptonite
Superman that ho
Now she wanna play and pillow fight
Or should I say she pillow bite?
Face down, ass up
If she ain't moaning and running then you ain't hittin it right
Words from a wise man
Pose and do the Heisman
Fuck a nigga hatin, stay going hard like a rock band
Cuz I came to bring the pain like Cypress Hill
I'm from the bottom of the map
You'll get lost in the cyphers here
Round here playing baby boy
Get you knocked out yo diapers here
Cuz it's a very thin line between grinding and dying here
So you know I got to go hard
Give my all when I rhyme tho
Headed to the end zone flexin on em
Cuz I just touched down ho!
I'm back up on my Grizzy
I'm back up on my grind
Lookin for a meal ticket
And it just touched down (touchdown)
Endzone dancing
Watch me get the crowd hype (hype)
Stacks on deck
Tell me what that sound like
I'm back up on my Grizzy
I'm back up on my grind
Lookin for a meal ticket
And it just touch down (touchdown)
Endzone dancing
Watch me get the crowd hype
Stacks on deck
Tell me what that sound like
Flipping thru my city
With my system up loud
Gettin fulla that loud
Got my head in purple clouds
High as the fuck
J walking, 23s on em
Pull up bumping Rich Boy
Nigga throwing D's on em
Seat back and my trunk
Actin a damn fool
Shittin on em
I'm just doing what it damn do
Poured up, slow motion
Leaning to the left
Murder scene, Killin shit
Bitch I'm feeling myself
I'm in the endzone
Dancing like Deon
You at yo bitch house
Lying like Leon
AC on 4 bitch Im cold like freon
Imma king doing king shit
Lil nigga you's a peon
You toilet bowl rappers
Accustomed to gettin peed on
On the beats I go anemic
I'm freezing but keep the heat on
I'm on a come up
That bottom to the top shit
On that yea wit the yea
Got me stackin up the gwap bitch
I'm back up on my Grizzy
I'm back up on my grind
Lookin for a meal ticket
And it just touched down (touchdown)
Endzone dancing
Watch me get the crowd hype (hype)
Stacks on deck
Tell me what that sound like
I'm back up on my Grizzy
I'm back up on my grind
Lookin for a meal ticket
And it just touch down (touchdown)
Endzone dancing
Watch me get the crowd hype
Stacks on deck
Tell me what that sound like

Written by:
Freddie Hills II

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