Grip

Hitmaka!
Right Now Sound

Get out my DM witcho messy ass (mess)
I catch your nigga, I'ma bust his ass (bust)
I dropped a grip on this drip, bitch (grip)
Get on that 'Rari, pink slip bitch

Get out my DM witcho messy ass (mess)
I catch your nigga, I'ma bust his ass
I dropped a grip on this drip, bitch (grip)
Get on that 'Rari, pink slip bitch

I’m up in traffic gettin’ ratchet with my bitches
I’m doin numbers drop my bag off at Givenchy
I’m up in traffic gettin’ ratchet with my bitches
I’m doin numbers drop my bag off at Givenchy
I'm way too busy, ain't got no time for taking pictures
Ain't no calling truce, yeah fuck what you say
It was just a Tuesday, fuck what you say
I ain't talking movie when that’s a blue ray (blue)
Pull up with that toolie, keep the uzi
Just playing, bitch

Get out my DM witcho messy ass (mess)
I catch your nigga, I'ma bust his ass
I dropped a grip on this drip, bitch (grip)
Get on that 'Rari, pink slip bitch

Get out my DM witcho messy ass (mess)
I catch your nigga, I'ma bust his ass
I dropped a grip on this drip, bitch (grip)
Get on that 'Rari, pink slip bitch

Ay, they see my jacket with a practice on
Ay, I switch it up and made a rachet full
Shit, I might come through on the jet
Stylin on em’ pussy oh where they at

Add things exotic, got Chanel head to toe
All my diamonds solid, I ain’t gon miss you
When I’m gone, headed to an island
Young Nashe back I gotta learn some shit
‘Nuff said, still on read where I left the bitch

Get out my DM witcho messy ass (mess)
I catch your nigga, I'ma bust his ass
I dropped a grip on this drip, bitch (grip)
Get on that 'Rari, pink slip bitch

Get out my DM witcho messy ass (mess)
I catch your nigga, I'ma bust his ass
I dropped a grip on this drip, bitch (grip)
Get on that 'Rari, pink slip bitch