
Grimey ft. Bonseyy Baby Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2019
Lyrics
On the streets gotta watch my back
You'll never catch me lack
These niggas on my yack
And want to stab me in my back
Want to slice my fucking face
So I'm always on attack
Because you never know who the fuck plotting on what you have
Never mind what I own
Because I can get it right back
Unlike you, I stand alone
I don't run in no pack
That's that goofy shit
I eat you birds for breakfast
I'm a panther but I ain't black
I'm just trying to stack racks while you lick my nut sack
Let me bring it right back
I was barely five years old
I was scared to fight back
I was too good, I was never like that
But as I grew up, I let it all brew up
Now I'm a screw-up
An unscrewed screw, that's a screw-up
I'm a loose screw
I don't know who's who
That's the shit I'm used to
I'm out in these concrete streets
Hungry like a motherfucker
You say you want blood
I'm a motherfucking bloodsucker
You're a mosquito, I'm a bloodsucker
Day and night, I don't sleep in
I hunt pigs in broad daylight
I'm from grimy ass New York
As-salamu alaykum, bitch I don't fuck with pork
All I eat is chicken out the spot, no fork
Barehanded, red-handed
And I'm geeked like a dork
And I'm popping like a cork
Spraying all you niggas
I'm about to take the bottle
And start breaking all you niggas
It's clipped
You a grimy ass nigga
Get the fuck up out my face
I'm swerving on you niggas
But this ain't no fucking race
Bitches talking all that hot shit
Smiling in my face
You ain't valid on my block bitch
Don't you dare show your face
Yeah I'm moving real grimy, real slimy hoe
I talk money, no funny shit
Can't bribe me though
I'm chasing paper
Don't be mad 'cause you behind me hoe
Trying to stab me in my back
Just 'cause you behind me hoe
I'm sick of being humble
Patience is a struggle
I need a couple shots
Maybe double, a cup full
I don't want to start trouble
I'm just here to sip Henny until I'm kissing myself
Straight kissing myself
I guess I'm back on my bullshit
Yeah I'm on my bully
Running around the block
Sweating bullets on my gully
I stay aware of my surroundings
Even when I'm Xannie'd up
Yeah I pop pills
Pop shit because I can back it up
I don't give a fuck
I'm booted up and zooted up
I'm in the building
Lockdown 'cause I might shoot it up
I said I ain't trying to get myself into no trouble
But shorty said she'll pop that pussy like a bubble
They on my dick now because they see me winning
Everybody know I'm trying to do this for a living
It's funny how these motherfuckers hate on a young boy
Niggas trying to get me lined
I ain't dumb boy
Fuckboy
You a grimy ass nigga
Get the fuck up out my face
I'm swerving on you niggas
But this ain't no fucking race
Bitches talking all that hot shit
Smiling in my face
I'm the result of all your psycho thoughts
Mixed up in a pot
Yeah I'm grimy, I move slimy
Have you looking at me different
I speak money
Don't move funny
I'm about making that bag
I'm a grimy ass nigga
Get the fuck up out my face
Because we're zooming past these niggas
We straight aiming for your face