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Lyrics : My Name Gru

Lil L.A. Marz - My Name Gru
Lyrics

Intro:
Yeah
Yeah
(L.A., who the f**k?)
(Swaggy B on the beat)
Mm, mm, mmm
Mmm
(Bla-bla-BlackMayo on the beat)

Hook:
Woo, woo, woo, woo
b*t*h I am an addict, with the f**kin’ MAC 10
Pull with a bad b*t*h, hit her like a ad lib
In love with my rackets, no, b*t*h, you can’t have it
Yuh
Despicable, yuh
Despicable, yuh
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Yeah

Verse:
Badder then yo b*t*h, badder then the Grinch
If you move an inch, you еnd gettin’ pinched
How, you asked? Lеmme demonstrate with the f**kin’ stick
See how I point at that n***a? You gon’ die like him (Bah!)
Yeah, that n***a? He not him, he lit just like a Bic (Whoa)
Bust that n***a teeth, he gon’ need a pick (Uh, uh)
Got em in a gown and that match perfect with dem kicks (Yeah)
Think he got some drip? Hell nah, got boots up in his sh*t (Yah!)
Smoke the f**kin’ wood (Ouu)
Puff on Amazon, finesse that n***a kush (Oh-whoa)
That sh*t triflin’, it smell like a n***a foot (On god!)
See it gone? Touch, yo mans is gon’ get took
Talkin’ big Backs, big slatt, sh*t hit hard, b*t*hslap
Get back, get clapped, split apart, KitKat
Big laughs, kick back, get yo own, stitch that
Sit back, get grasped, teeth like shark, Riff Raff

Hook:
Woo, woo, woo, woo
b*t*h I am an addict, with the f**kin’ MAC 10
Pull with a bad b*t*h, hit her like a ad lib
In love with my rackets, no, b*t*h, you can’t have it
Yuh
Despicable, yuh
Despicable, yuh
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Yeah

Verse 2:
You gon’ hear some crackin’ when I’m aimin’ yo bone
Yeah, we gon’ get to vrackin’, send one straight off to yo doom, uh
Shoota sendin’ hits, headin’ straight off to yo home
Yeah, snatch a n***a soul, it’s forever gone, uh
That n***a a hoe (Ouu)
Actin’ like a b*t*h, I sent em flyin’ like a drone
Leave that n***a broke
Broker than a bum
Pull up with a Glock, I had to leave that n***a slump
Pop him like some gum
Yeah, heard she wanna talk (Ouu)
Heard she want my rock
Heard you gettin’ sh*t? (Uh)
You ain’t gettin’ top (Yeah)
b*t*h, you need to stop
You really need to stop it
I get crazy like a moshpit
Whoa, whoa, whoa, just watch this
Lil f**k n***a came to my crib (Yeah)
I f**ked on his b*t*h, and his b*t*h (Yeah)
I made like chips and dipped (Uh)
She on the bottom and she give me tip top
Dance on it, TikTok (Yeah)
Diamonds, Rick Ross, nope, can’t have it, b*t*h thought

Hook:
Woo, woo, woo, woo
b*t*h I am an addict, with the f**kin’ MAC 10
Pull with a bad b*t*h, hit her like a ad lib
In love with my rackets, no, b*t*h, you can’t have it
Yuh
Despicable, yuh
Despicable, yuh
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Despicable, yeah
Yeah
(Mayo on the beat)