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seasons! - grizitizly lyrics

[hook]
i got the cash flow
didn’t know that, tho
making that fat dough
poppin’ some caps tho
i got the stats, yeah
check out my cats, yeah
wearing my hats
these b-tches flat
check out my gat, woo!
pulling up got a handgun
loaded up, go have fun
number 1, contest to none
hear my cl!ck, you better run
got my flute, like hot cross buns
got a dark soul, praise the sun!
dui, i hit and run!
got some dope, sh-t weighs a ton!

[verse 1]
messing with my fit, you a prime time b-tch
gonna blow up, you wish you rich
gonna tour in salem and lynch a witch
b-tches on my team, and they never switch

[bridge]
yeah
that’s that gucci sh-t
while i make more hits
and she wanna sit (d-mn!)

[verse 2]
‘bout these seasons though?
16 years ago
when’s my afterglow?
i’m like b-tch, h-llo?
got my ballin’ beats
why you sendin’ tweets
call me alton brown
‘cause i got them good eats!

[verse 3]
you know i just have to flex
just got a dog name him rex
that b-tch she wanna be next
but no nut november she don’t get no s-x
i don’t know why
feeling real sly
gettin’ too high
caught in my lies
not tryna’ pry
she caught my eye
i wanna fly, b-tch

[verse 4]
gamble time, check my slots
f-ck you mean you know i’m not
switch it up, on my team
f-ck you b-tch, i got lean
smoking purp, f-ck that green
underage, i’m a teen
stole your b-tch, unforeseen
gettin’ rich, new supreme
truthfully, i feel mean
but f-ck you b-tch i’m royalty

[outro]
yeah i’m in that mood
yeah i’m feelin’ crude
got some sh-t i stewed
f-ck you and your feud
i don’t wanna brood
i ain’t feelin’ chewed
i’m not being rude
f-ck you and your views

- grizitizly lyrics

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