Grills & Plates Lyrics

Sorry for the wait, but bitch I know I'm great

Grillin' the whole scene in new grates

I'ma obscure my plate

Food up on the plate

For my family, not about me

Open ya eyes, so you can see

True fine print, objective reality

Lil' bitch say she want me (don't go too hot)

I can tell a fucking fib (on my bitch)

She not the only one in my life to ever tell a fib

New right?

New grates?

Call me shyneoutkid

Sorry for the wait, but bitch y'know I'm fucking great

These motherfuckers start to kiss the ring, the second I poke out

All my enemies online too much, they gotta delete they fucking account

Live my life, then you understand what the fuck I'm really talking about

Went through the bullshit that I did, you'd probably put a gun to ya mouth

Getting out my chops and screws, you already know I'm from the south

When I get that paper, I count it up, I count that fucking amount

Your little petty insults don't mean shit to me, I'm my biggest hater

Fuck the underground, fuck the underworld, you already know I'm in my lair

I can call myself on bullshit, but I know you fucking won't

Tell me how you get that money, bitch I know you fucking don't

Cut you up and split you up like bitch it was fucking Brexit

Chew you up and spit you out like bitch it was fucking breakfast

You be toting a fake gun, bitch, for the fucking 'sthetic

How the fuck you getting called a rapist on your own Reddit?

You be talking to them little ass kids

Tried to dab me up then unfollowed me, you a bitch

Sorry for the wait, but bitch I know I'm great

Grillin' the whole scene in new grates

I'ma obscure my plate

Food up on the plate

For my family, not about me

Open ya eyes, so you can see

True fine print, objective reality

Lil' bitch say she want me

I can tell a fucking fib

She not the only one in my life to ever tell a fib

New right?

New grates?

Call me shyneoutkid

Sorry for the wait, but bitch y'know I'm fucking great