Gritz

Lyrics

[Intro] (Hey, Soulja) [Chorus] Slit my foe, I'm spilling my grits Switching on me nigga, I made your ass rich Glocks out at Atlanta, he tipped Yeah, I had racks on my mind, yeah, since a lil' jit I'm clutching that nine, she clutching my dick [Verse] Lil bitch, .762 in the stick Racks on they mind, leave his ass blitzed Can't fuck wit' the time, I got that boy hit Bad ho, she a slimey bitch Yeah, she a slimey lil' bitch Catch his bitch, now he can't say shit And the Perc ten gave him lil' itch Yeah, I don't need no visa to slide on shit Just like a dog, you niggas biting shit Nigga know that I get high as shit Just pulled up on a nigga, fry his shit Err, slime shit Like a bird, I'm flying shit Work-in' this college bitch Lurk, then slide on him Burst-in' the choppa Burst-in' the choppa Burst-in' the choppa Burst-in' the choppa I'm tell him, "Walk him down bruh" Once I'm back, just wipe me down, yuh Don't tell me, just clock this clown, yuh Ooh, ooh yes, put his ass down, yeah Big bullets that may make a sound, yeah I'm tryna uhh, catch me with the rounds That nigga so cooked, he geekin' right now I'm reading a book, he losing his mouth Let it be said, I nut in her mouth I left my phone at the drill, them cameras stay out I left the colored gloves while I'm taking 'em out, yeah I love my slime and my scout, yeah, Killin' nerds in they house She get freaky, yeah, yeah, in that blouse Steppin' on my niggas, might call 'em my stound My old head niggas still moving them pounds Grrah, grrah, fuh [Chorus] Slit my foe, I'm spilling my grits Switching on me nigga, I made your ass rich Glocks out at Atlanta, he tipped Yeah, I had racks on my mind, yeah, since a lil' jit I'm clutching that nine, she clutching my dick [Outro] Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew Pew, pew