Grease

Lyrics

[Verse 1: YN Jay] Greese, oh you ain't know that was my last name? I just hit a bitch yesterday off my last game If I score 30 points today, it was a bad game You don't know me, what's my last name? How you couldn't hit her? She a freak, you got bad aim How you got a drum and you ain't hit him? You got bad aim [?] he can't shoot no more [?] But he ain't even know, I shoot like Max Pain Kill a nigga, then dump his body like [?] [?] is that ass fake? [Verse 2: Louie Ray] I gotta slap her from the bottom, is that ass fake? I gotta know before I hit you though, do that ass stank? If I took a trip out the way, can that ass wait? Or is you gon be like my last ho, [?] I gotta rep, cause [?] Imma try to get the head up out her, [?] headake Think about it, keep it real with her, she know the bread break [?] bread say [?] can smell hate I can break it down for you, watch how I narrate Imma zig zag like [?] [?] real money [?] fuck a hundred K Blow a thousand bricks [?] Make a touchdown with a bag [?] [?] so when she suck dick, she make a bird face I be counting up this money everyday [?] Whoever said it's fuck me, shit, I feel the same Jay [?] charge [?] [?] feel the [?] [?] [?] still the same I don't think they really knowing how we is [?] Start to lose focus [?]