CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Grimey
Sredna in the city
Woo!
B*t*h I woke up, rolled up
Then I pulled up
Got a quick jug so you know I had to turn up (What?)
After that I gotta leave 'cause she just wanna talk, but a n***a got [?] (What?)
Gotta chase my breath, gotta hit my run
And I'm servin' on heads
Could've been your damn son (Wait, woo)
Know I feelin' in first, still haven't even won (Woo!)
I ain't really on sh*t, but I do like guns (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
So you gon' get shot, if you pull up to my spot (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
If the sign says "proceed" I advise that you not (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
And I got blonde dreads, but I never got caught (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
Shawty not ya damn dream, she a motherf**kin' thot (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
So please don't try me, we can get grimey
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me
I don't got opps, but I don't really know
'cause them n***as they be riding, but they hatin' on the low
Jaah SLT, that's the n***a on the phone (SLT)
Finna f**k the pu**y up, then she finna get the dome (Ha! Woo! Ha! Woo! Ha!)
"Can you get wet?" Like, "Yes you can"
Boy, I'm finna go rent
I'm a buck due rent
Now I'm finna do this sh*t, 'cause them n***as said I can't
So please don't try me, we can get grimey (We can get grimey!)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo! Woo!)
Please don't try me, we can get grimey (Woo!)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo! Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell these lil' n***as, ask 'bout me (y
Yeah, yeah)
I been takin' n***as hoes, and I f**k for the (Hi hoe) freak
Let me hit that sh*t, yeah, that pu**y guaranteed
B*t*h I'm Sleep Walkin and I get grimey (Yeah, yeah)
Stupid b*t*h get the f**k out my motherf**kin' face (Gotta go, gotta go)
You ain't finna hit my blunt unless you finna throw some face (Yeah)
Yeah, hop up out the bent', and I hop up in the wraith ([?])
Then I smash her on the gas, n***a you don't wanna raise (What you want n***a)
Yeah, I walk around with cash, lil' n***a, big bank (Yeah)
Try me and my n***as, put one through your brain (Yeah, bow!)
Yeah, no matter where you at we shoot at point blank range
And my n***as really with it
Yeah my n***as 'bout they business
They wipe you off the face of the Earth
And they walk with [?]
I ain't talkin' 'bout Bojangles when I say, "I got them chickens"
I'll beat a n***a's a**, call me Sleep Walk [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' n***a, lil' n***a, lil' n***a (Yeah, yeah)
So please don't try me, we can get grimey (We can get grimey)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo!)
So please don't try me, we can get grimey (Woo! Woo!)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!)
Woo!
B*t*h I woke up, rolled up
Then I pulled up
Got a quick jug so you know I had to turn up (What?)
After that I gotta leave 'cause she just wanna talk, but a n***a got [?] (What?)
Gotta chase my breath, gotta hit my run
And I'm servin' on heads
Could've been your damn son (Wait, woo)
Know I feelin' in first, still haven't even won (Woo!)
I ain't really on sh*t, but I do like guns (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
So you gon' get shot, if you pull up to my spot (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
If the sign says "proceed" I advise that you not (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
And I got blonde dreads, but I never got caught (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
Shawty not ya damn dream, she a motherf**kin' thot (Woo! Woo! Woo!)
So please don't try me, we can get grimey
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me
I don't got opps, but I don't really know
'cause them n***as they be riding, but they hatin' on the low
Jaah SLT, that's the n***a on the phone (SLT)
Finna f**k the pu**y up, then she finna get the dome (Ha! Woo! Ha! Woo! Ha!)
"Can you get wet?" Like, "Yes you can"
Boy, I'm finna go rent
I'm a buck due rent
Now I'm finna do this sh*t, 'cause them n***as said I can't
So please don't try me, we can get grimey (We can get grimey!)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo! Woo!)
Please don't try me, we can get grimey (Woo!)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo! Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell these lil' n***as, ask 'bout me (y
Yeah, yeah)
I been takin' n***as hoes, and I f**k for the (Hi hoe) freak
Let me hit that sh*t, yeah, that pu**y guaranteed
B*t*h I'm Sleep Walkin and I get grimey (Yeah, yeah)
Stupid b*t*h get the f**k out my motherf**kin' face (Gotta go, gotta go)
You ain't finna hit my blunt unless you finna throw some face (Yeah)
Yeah, hop up out the bent', and I hop up in the wraith ([?])
Then I smash her on the gas, n***a you don't wanna raise (What you want n***a)
Yeah, I walk around with cash, lil' n***a, big bank (Yeah)
Try me and my n***as, put one through your brain (Yeah, bow!)
Yeah, no matter where you at we shoot at point blank range
And my n***as really with it
Yeah my n***as 'bout they business
They wipe you off the face of the Earth
And they walk with [?]
I ain't talkin' 'bout Bojangles when I say, "I got them chickens"
I'll beat a n***a's a**, call me Sleep Walk [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' n***a, lil' n***a, lil' n***a (Yeah, yeah)
So please don't try me, we can get grimey (We can get grimey)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo!)
So please don't try me, we can get grimey (Woo! Woo!)
I don't know a lot, but a b*t*h can't play me (Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!)
