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grammy - tayy brown lyrics

[chorus]
up all night we ain’t lit, b*tch i’m working
grab the grammy, i say it for certain
on the block i’m a whole different person
think they know me, i’m different in person (yeah)
first night in my city, he nervous
f*ck your life n*gga, what is the purpose?
got your b*tch in the crib doing service
s550 but n*ggas ain’t german (yeah)
g43, b*tch i’m packing light
fall in love everytime that she spend the night
what you make in two years i’mma do a night
that’s a perc, it’s a 30, i’m bout that life
you gone see me on top, i ain’t ‘fraid of heights
used to be on that corner wherе [?]
b*tches gone disappoint you at evеrytime
if it’s not ’bout that money, it’s not the time
[verse]
cop an airbnb on the seaside
i told shorty come f*ck with the g side
we don’t f*ck with this *shot* *shot*
i’m with criminals that’s number three side
hit up spazz when i f*ck with avisa
f*ck a mexican, give her a visa
love my teacher, shoutout to ms. lisa
hit a l!ck then fly out to venetia
hitting up my og for a ted talk
i was f*cking white b*tches in dundalk
we was hitting up plugs just to run off
i can’t f*ck with them n*ggas that’s [?]
hit up holly he tell me to f*ck off
watch our homies get k!lled then he duck off
how you walk away when it get real?
homie dead he gone use as a push off
why his b*tch in my dm?
don’t want no smoke when i see him
don’t wanna beef over hoes, i know how to leave ’em
n*ggas be broke, don’t want be ’em
my b*tches do what they told
i’m ’bout my sh*t, i get paid on the low
n*ggas love to speak on sh*t they don’t know
bottle service every night in a row
yeah my peers up like it’s five and below
[chorus]
up all night we ain’t lit, b*tch i’m working
grab the grammy, i say it for certain
on the block i’m a whole different person
think they know me, i’m different in person (yeah)
first night in my city, he nervous
f*ck your life n*gga, what is the purpose?
got your b*tch in the crib doing service
s550 but n*ggas ain’t german (yeah)
g43, b*tch i’m packing light
fall in love everytime that she spend the night
what you make in two years i’mma do a night
that’s a perc, it’s a 30, i’m bout that life
you gone see me on top, i ain’t ‘fraid of heights
used to be on that corner where [?]
b*tches gone disappoint you at everytime
if it’s not ’bout that money, it’s not the time

[verse 2]
yeah
they gone call me a goat, they gone call you a lil joke
cause you won’t get off of your ass, and get off the boat
we was out here selling dope
murda fronting me, ain’t have to ask
your n*ggas cynical, all of my n*ggas is criminals
stop a n*gga, do it fast
and your pockets minimal, all of your dissing is digital
you the type that need a mask
he gone post a lil’ money and throwback
got your b*tch she gone give you her throat back
pulled up on him, let’s see if he blow back
if we sliding i’m only on cognac
i was on 42 when i wrote that
if she drunk then i don’t even want that
get to flexing, he shouldn’t have shown that
he a p*ssy, i shouldn’t have known that
[hook]
ain’t never wanna believe in a n*gga, nah, nah, nah
got off on with a shooter n*gga, take him out that wall
should’ve never tried to touch a n*gga, took it way too far
should’ve never tried to touch a n*gga, took it

- tayy brown lyrics

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