[Tee Grizzley & G Herbo]
Yeah (Chopsquad)
Herb, what up, my nigga?
(Uh, uh)
Talk to 'em (Okay), ayy
Rich niggas with me (Rich niggas)
Real niggas with me (Real niggas)
Real killers with me (Real killers)
Send a nigga six feet (Baow)
We be totin' big heat (Grrra)
Get your whip, Swiss cheese (Ayy)
Think I'm out of Tennessee, bitch I'm with the Grizzlies
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
[Tee Grizzley & G Herbo]
Ayy, rappers all the time but we savages at the crib (Back in move)
Tell Lenny pull up foreign, tint the windows on this bitch (Yeah)
You know we plan on shootin' first, if we ain't bulletproof this bitch (Grrra)
Keep a nigga with me that's gon' tell the police that they is (They is)
Think a nigga drunk, I put that .40 to his rib (Baow)
If we don't go on a chase, know I'ma do 'em big (Skrrt)
We went on two hits a day when brodie bought a seal (Back to back)
I can't even add the cake, feel like I'm doin' trick (Woo)
And that's no bap (No cap)
Had a hunnid at my momma house, before rap (That's before rap)
Left a nigga with his strap like he had no strap (Dropped it)
Know somebody gotta die, we put it on cap (On God)
And you can't sell a dime bag, bitch this folk's trap (This is bro's shit)
[G Herbo & Tee Grizzley]
We still live like some young niggas (Live like some young niggas)
We still live like some young niggas (Live like some young niggas)
Ayy, same guns as our young niggas (Ayy, brrra)
But we got money like some old niggas (Like some old niggas)
Ayy, you can't come around, you told nigga (Get the fuck off, nigga)
Nah, can't talk bad about my bros, nigga (Can't say shit about 'em), nah
Know we stickin' to the code, nigga (What else we doin'?)
Never bend, never fold, nigga (Gang, gang)
[Tee Grizzley & G Herbo]
Herbo on the shoot 'em, I'm like, "Broski, we got children" (Yeah)
I was bein' cheap, Herbo like, "Broski, we got millions" (Spend that shit)
My hitman say he hidin', I'm like, "Find that nigga, spin again"
His momma pulled up in that Lamb' and I can't find that nigga ceiling (Drop)
Seein' six figures turn to seven, what a feeling (Go)
Got lil' killers itchin', let 'em at 'em, let 'em get 'em (Stretch his ass)
Niggas with the Hell in the Heaven, so we chillin' (Fuck 'em)
Like we go to school, up at seven but we drillin' (Ayy)
Ask the teacher, "Can I hit the bathroom?" but I'm shootin' dice
If I lose I'm robbin' niggas, drop that shit or lose your life (Put that shit down)
I'm a grizzly but I'm like a zebra, I got too much stripes (Too many)
I'll take the fleeing and looting, bend some corners, stole that pipe (Throw that)
Me and hoes be playin' catch, I throw a text, they throw that neck (Suck it)
Bro'll take your shit off in this bitch, you know I'ma throw that check (I got you)
Flexing 'round my niggas, you better show them upmost respect (What?)
We bully niggas on that court, fuck around and press the ref' (Why you start shit?)
[G Herbo & Tee Grizzley]
We still live some young niggas (Live like some young niggas)
We still live like some young niggas (Live like some young niggas)
Ayy, same guns as our young niggas (Ayy, brrra)
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
But we got money like some old niggas (Like some old niggas)
Ayy, you can't come around, you told nigga (Get the fuck on, nigga)
Nah, can't talk bad about my bros, nigga (Can't say shit about 'em), nah
Know we stickin' to the code, nigga (What else we doin'?)
Never bend, never fold, nigga (Never fold, nigga)
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