Grillz

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Rock and (Lea)] 24 inch rims, sittin' on in the drop Catch his ass at a light, with a four-five cocked Got a look at his chain, damn it look at his watch That's sixty g's a piece, you could go re-cop Nigga give me your jewels, and nigga hand me the rock If you don't co-operate I'll leave your brains on this block Woah man, this a nice piece, Oh, so icy Oh, wrong move, face on the white tee Gimme your keys and nigga hand me your wallet Nigga empty your pockets before I cock it and pop it Tell 'em honey (he didn't know we was creepin') (The icy jewels yeah we need them) Look at his teeth, he got ice in his grill We can pawn that shit and come up with some skrill When you see this steel that means hand me your bills And if you throw up a fight, you'll get popped like pills Nigga [Chorus: Lea and (Jay Rock)] He flossin' for you daddy (What you talkin' bout?) Homie with the grill (Homie with the what?) Yep, the grill, here goes the steel (I'ma rob his ass blind tell him give me them bills) He flossin' for you daddy (What you talkin' bout?) Homie with the grill (Homie with the what?) Yep, the grill, here goes the steel (I'ma rob his ass blind tell him give me them bills) [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] What it do, homie? It's ya young boy, god-given Your unnecessary spending show how ya living Them diamonds in ya grill, won't you take 'em out? 'Fore I pistol whip ya jaw and spank 'em out ya mouth Show 'em what a real hijack's about Take everything, scrape the change from under the couch Platinum to rose-gold, it's gettin' sold Whatever's left, the dentist figure it out Put the hog to 'em or trick 'em out Watch me barge through 'em like rottweilers and pitbulls We ain't ate yet, and you lookin' fools 17 shots in the clip got the chamber full Bang, yeah, you're looking kinda right Now it's time to say goodnight, so glad that you came Bang, one more just because you made my trigger finger sore Now, give me diamond rings, nigga [Chorus: Lea and (Jay Rock)] He flossin' for you daddy (What you talkin' bout?) Homie with the grill (Homie with the what?) Yep, the grill, here goes the steel (I'ma rob his ass blind tell him give me them bills) He flossin' for you daddy (What you talkin' bout?) Homie with the grill (Homie with the what?) Yep, the grill, here goes the steel (I'ma rob his ass blind tell him give me them bills) [Verse 3: Bash and (Punch)] It's Bash, click clack put the heat to his grill Open wide, that's ice nigga bite the steel (We supposed to be brothers) Pussy nigga what you trying to kick knowledge Smack 'em with the burner, empty your pockets (What it do? It's young hot From the bottom, out of Watts Where they settin' up shop they ain't talkin' to the cops If you want it then they got it Niggas hungry and they plottin' Come through keep it pushin' cause the streets is watchin') Yeah, you know what time it is, gimme your watch My gun's already hip-hop, don't make it go pop Take your men up to catch these punchlines For only one second, catch a bullet eat your flesh like it's lunchtime (The ice froze on his neck, that's a fabulous thing Put in on a milk carton like it's fabulous chain Them Cali boys insane, homie guard your grill) [Outro: Jay Rock] I'ma rob his ass blind, tell me give me them bills