Spartan ft. Grizzy Roe Lyrics

Baby, I feel like a Spartan

Yeah

'Cept my weapon be sparkin

Yeah, Yeah

Ya know imma keep it three-hunnid

Yeah

Realest one in the squadron

Yeah

Walkin up to ya com-pound

COMPOUND

Let off a couple

Let off a couple

Gun gotta muzzle

Gun gotta muzzle

You talk it, I hustle

Baby, I feel like a Spartan

Yeah

'Cept my weapon be sparkin

Yeah, Yeah

Ya know imma keep it three-hunnid

HOOOO

Realest one in the squadron

Yeah

Walkin up to ya com-pound

COMPOUND

Let off a couple

Gun gotta muzzle

Gun gotta muzzle

You talk it, I hustle

You talk it, I hustle

Heard you was runnin ya lips

We got a couple of clips

It's about to be a movie

And you know I gotta uzi

Kick in the door

Open the safe

Yeah,Yeah

Bitch this is war

Bitch

Gimme tha wraith

Catching you lackin

I'm Kung Lao to your cappin

And you know i'm bout action

You about to lose a fraction

Different lanes, separate leagues

Cock it and squeeze, you niggas bleed

Dead on the floor, families scream

Walkin' off clean, like Billie Jean

Heeee

Thriller on the mic

Who's iller with the hype

None

Better ask ya wife

After I'm giving her pipe

Ayyyyye

I'm showin her power

I'm hittin for hours

I'm off of the sour

Then I'm killin' you cowards

UGHHH

Baby, I feel like a Spartan

Yeah

'Cept my weapon be sparkin

Yeah, Yeah

Ya know imma keep it three-hunnid

Yeah

Realest one in the squadron

Yeah

Walkin up to ya com-pound

COMPOUND

Let off a couple

Let off a couple

Gun gotta muzzle

Gun gotta muzzle

You talk it, I hustle

Baby, I feel like a Spartan

Yeah

'Cept my weapon be sparkin

Yeah, Yeah

Ya know imma keep it three-hunnid

HOOOO

Realest one in the squadron

Yeah

Walkin up to ya com-pound

COMPOUND

Let off a couple

Ayo Provurb

Gun gotta muzzle

Its Grizzy

You talk it, I hustle

ROOO

I got sixteen in the chamber

First bullet finna go the haters

Second one is for the people that's out here sayin that

Grizzy Roe owe em a favor

Third bullet is for the ones, tryna throw dirt on my name

And stoppin' my paper

I See Y'all

Fourth one is for the liars and fakers

Fifth one for the racists and rapists

Fuck Em

If you want the smoke, here's the sixth one bitch

Whoever can get it

Praying for peace til you fuck with me

That's when i'm grabbing my piece and shooting the seventh

Eighth one for callin' nine-one-one

Y'all can get nine through eleven

Twelfth one i'm screaming fuck twelve

Thirteenth nigga, oh well

Fourteenth will def RAM you

Bet you catch it like O'Dell

And the Fifteenth

WOOO

Shit'll get ugly like Tony Snell

And I ain't pickin up no shells

Nope

Last but not least, the sixteenth

For whoever gon test me

Watch me reload the clip

Buck another sixteen til it's all empty

BITCH

Baby, I feel like a Spartan

Yeah