Give Em Hell

Lyrics

Ayy yo DJ GREN8DE, give 'em a— Imma do shit all on my own don't need no help for this, (don't need no help for this) I done made a way too hard I'm finna give em hell for this, (for this) Tryna step on brodie had to lock in catch a L for this (Wilson !) 20 bands inside the Rick I swear that I don't need this shit (I don't need this shit) They not on my level gave 'em time still can't compete and shit (compete and shit) 3 to 4 open and I think he need a fee and shit (fee and shit) I'm in Benihana with my gang they could eat this shit (eat this shit) I was so out bad I was on my ass I went got a bag I got too much cash I can't go out sad I got my opps mad [?] red flag [?] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah DJ GREN8DE Lotta more shit in my vault that I ain't even drop they surprised I can keep on flowing (keep on flowing) Whole lotta racks I been couting sincе 7AM they surprised I can keep on going (keep on going) I choked that hoе 'cause she [?] when I get that shit right I'm surprised that she keep on hoeing (keep on hoeing) Big bag imma keep on blowing, (keep on blowing) My dick she gon' keep on blowing, (keep on blowing) Big [?] imma keep on scoring, (keep on scoring) Snakes in the grass imma keep on mowing (keep on mowing) Lotta y'all niggas be d-riding niggas for cute and I don't give a fuck Ear what I say (say) She wanna know how much [?] Stop I can't watch a hoe what can I say ? Niggas gon' follow the trend Riding the wave nigga can you swim ? Doing my own shit 'cause I'm him Balling so hard I can touch the rim Wanna be me, nigga I ain't them Diamonds gon' shine back, they ain't them [?] blue sign like in Timbs Hop off the porch nigga I was ten My bro shoot out for me like ten [?] my nigga say ten I was so broke nigga that was back then Now I'm in my bag I be tryna get M's Yo look at my stacks nigga I'm chasing M's I got to the bag so much they don't ask my [?] Imma flow on the beat they gon' ask how I did it I don't need me a stick 'cause my niggas stay with it I don't really be scared, my niggas too wicked We came in first, nigga we had did it I pray to God, everyday I'm sinning I'm spending real shit, give a fuck if I'm missing Not intimitate with that hoe, we ain't kissing These hoes fed nigga I ain't risking The head ain't right, bitch I ain't tipping The head ain't right, bitch know I'm dipping Hey fuck you man ! Who put this thing together? Me, that's who! Who do i trust? Me