My Grit ft. G.I. Gizzle Lyrics

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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

Till 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 four 0 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 two one nine 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

Forty 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 two one nine 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