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detroit - tee grizzley lyrics

[intro: tee grizzley]
oh, yeah
you hear me? (h*lluva made this beat, baby)
what up, h*lly?
wake these n*ggas the f*ck up, man
on my detroit sh*t, n*gga

[verse 1: tee grizzley]
i’m from detroit, where we call “pills” “beans” (them pills)
we call “bodies” “hats” (them bodies)
we call the type of b*tches that y’all f*ck with “rats”
bro, remind me to go take a couple links out the rollie
baby grizz touchin’ soon, i’m gon’ toss this b*tch to brodie (you know brodie)
you would think lil’ bro and them was movie writers how they strikin’ (strike)
we don’t fear no man, unless that man send out indictments (feds)
i know n*ggas who ain’t never had a job talkin’ ’bout retirin’
i be in a trap with old heads that’s richer than joe biden (n*ggas loaded)
f*ck with me, dog, but don’t f*ck with me, dog
that pain n0body wanna feel, that’s what we cause
bro’ll come and throw yo’ sh*t on the glass, then slide off
have yo’ peoples in a hospital, cryin’, punchin’ a wall (f*ck)
that ain’t even what we on, though (we chillin’), we tryna ball
label tryna re*up, tell ’em, “we can jump on a call” (talk to me nice)
but you know what type of numbers i’m talkin’, that sh*t ain’t small
ain’t the same dirty n*gga, used to be fightin’ at the mall, n*gga (i ain’t him)
lamb’ truck, bentley truck, rolls truck, that bag around
car insurance gang, these boys ain’t got no problem crashin’ out (skrrt)
if yo’ lady bad, pop out with her, if you let her out
i catch her out, i make her suck it ’til she cry her lashes out (go ask)
i thank god, life for me, completely changed
i can finally see the light, spent my whole life in the rain (amen)
they say that i stole sh*t, actin’ gangster for this fame (huh?)
the response to that sh*t, “i wish the police thought the same” (i wish)
rich, but i’m still a street n*gga, like my wagyu well
treat these bad b*tches like some coins, i get head and tails (no cap)
instead of one birkin, i buy her ten chanels
matter fact, twelve, now all year, my b*tch gon’ give ’em h*ll (you hear me?)
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
who told them n*ggas it was them, tee? (f*ckin’ serious)
i bought an mt, we’ll up it, don’t tempt me (yeah)
benz, jeep, g series, the last three years (i had all those)
i don’t care if you get shot, n*gga, keep steerin’ (goin’)
i don’t care if n*ggas mournin’, do somethin’ (b*tch)
sh*t gettin’ spent all month for my two hundred
blue money (yeah), new money (yeah), jew money
how i’ma know it’s on the wood if they ain’t threw nothin’?
still on the east too, buyin’ cheap juice
free smoke, free shirts, and free suits (r.i.p.)
and youngin, i heard about you
they say you ain’t really on that (on sh*t)
how you mentionin’ lids and got no hats? (know what that mean)
f*ck hoodies, we want more hats, n*gga, on neph’
right move, wrong n*gga, i don’t want no song with ya (yeah)
all that playin’, we really get on n*ggas (yeah)
all that cappin’, i really can ho n*ggas

[outro: 42 dugg]
yeah, i really’ll step too
i’m on a jet too, just paid for my next two
yeah, y’all n*ggas gon’ stretch who?
f*ck on

- tee grizzley lyrics

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