Lyrics

Cha Cha Cha It's Gizzle My grit GI Gizzle Got the dope jumpin and a hoe runnin Keep somethin I'll blow somethin Pos comin idk kno nothin Up and out bout 10 I ain't make it home to bout 4 somethin Got 30 in this 40 Utchy comin wit a whole 100 Twin cities I run round Indiana my background Can't fold don't back down Knock a nigga out or blast rounds Disrespect I lash out I be solo thuggin play the background Grittin tryna get cashed out Niggas rotten then I take the trash out Full speed to that bag now Like suicides they hit all the lines Got two lines fiends callin mines Like I got the best work of all-time Stupid hoes I got no time Hit the pole bitch show time Grind hard get ya glow time Ben Franklin gon cosign So fuck ya pussy where ya purse at GI Gizzle ima dirtbag I be whippin up the work fast Then I chop it down to rocks and serve that Gritting daily trying to make a way Point 40 on the waist Hit the mob bitch they in the way Hundred round drum on the K It's Gizzle I'm on some gritter critter shit Some flip it quick shit Miss me wit that bullshit bitch I stay on my grit I'm on some Northside shit Some m.o.b shit Some run it up shit bitch I stay on my grit I'm on my 219 shit My South Bend shit On some Midwest shit bitch I stay on my grit Damn shorty got it lit Hit that pole and do a split Don't wanna fuck I need them chips bitch I stay on my grit I need that Scarface shit That flaky ass shit I can tell when it's hit Don't want no shaky ass shit Go up north I'll take a trip Let em wonder what I get Ain't no deals I'm on some fuck you pay me ass shit Snorters kno I got that fish I can get ya party lit Do a line get the drip Runnin out they throwin fits Shit how much u tryna get I'm pullin up jus like a lift No mixtape but it's dat piff Unwrap it it's a gift I be trappin it's a gift I'm in traffic wit the kit I went down and kept it zipped I be rappin what I live I just get it how I live Hustle hustle like a bitch Chop suey in the closet nigga 40 on the ribs it's Gizzle I'm on some gritter critter shit Some flip it quick shit Miss me wit that bullshit bitch I stay on my grit I'm on some Northside shit Some m.o.b shit I'm on some run it up shit bitch I stay on my grit I'm on my 219 shit My South Bend shit On some Midwest shit bitch I stay on my grit Damn shorty got it lit Hit that pole and do a split Don't wanna fuck I need them chips bitch I stay on my grit
Writer(s): Taurean Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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