Grudge

Ayy
Gang
Big Chop Shit
I ain't even gone do no talking I'm just gone go straight in
Fuck all that

Ayy You hold a grudge
Hold up, Stop, Wait what the fuck
I got Jose in my cup
I seen him he had a mug
Leak him while he in the club
My janitors clean him up
Only counting on a dub
My pockets gone overstuff
Drop, set, take it, put this meat up in your buns
I got codiene in my liver THC up in my lungs
Trapaholic dripping sauce my swagger wet just like a pond
Devo too well done he want beef, he tenderloin
Knocked your bitch right out the park, look here shes going going gone
These hoes stay getting confused cause I dont say whats going on
Im a pimp, ask how I trained her, hit that pussy like the quan
Im a king, you round the family then you just another pawn
We gone use her, abuse her
Cause her boyfriend is a loser
If he chose to, come to her
Blikka chop up his madula
Just got rugers, to school her
30 clip look like a ruler
Bag me a scooter, from hooters
She take that dick just like a trooper
Working from sunday to Saturday
Devo gone charge the fuck up like a battary
I make a night what you make in your salary
Eating on beats but ain't gaining no calorie
Spoke to your bitch and she said I was flattery
Flow make you sick its something like a allergy
You wanna shoot it out call up the calvary
Pulling up in your city I'm bringing the anarchy
Devo gone break up a beat in the studio put that on god
He might catch him a casualty
Nigga you pussy your team ain't on nothing you need you an army
If you wanna battle me
I'm going brazy on niggas I chop up your body
Your niggas dont like the brutality
I'm in a whole 'nother state
A different reality dealing with all of this agony
Member at PV back when I was trapping I stood in the bando and I had a job
OG was cutting up dope I had shit for your throat and a little 45 just to rob
You say you crippin' just watch what you say
Because you're gonna die if you call me a slob
Break in your bando and spray the whole living room up with this tommy
Like I'm in the mob yeah
You can come shop with a nigga you niggas know devo don't turn down a client
I want my money money lil honey plus all of my jewelry look like a hydrant
I tell lil homie hit you for the package and info to see what your ass be providing
I got this water flooding on my neck and if you try to take it get hit with a trident
Break in his trap, Bitch im where you residing
All of that cap, Now that lil pussy hiding
Heard he went off the map, Pulling up where you flying
This choppa gone clap, And rip his environment
I'm with the new school nigga but dont get it twisted I'll fuck cougar
Walk with at least 4 figures
All of this cake I can buy me a shooter
If he dont want to fight 'imma pop his madula
Then take all his ice like we raiding the cooler
Fuck a relationship I want the mula
She can suck on my dick but I dont wanna do her
Give a fuck bout a bitch got this tool just to screw her
Counting all of this guap it can only get bluer
Pop at his top dump his brain in the sewer
And I'm speaking facts ain't no one speaking truer
They say I'm hoppin and swerving in lanes how the fuck I do that
I'm too fucking fat
And thats the same thing I be telling pockets
They filled with a stack
They too fucking packed
All of this red like I work for the devil
And all of this white like I'm pushing a pack
We smoking on Ellie's named after the same fuckin color of jack
Oh this here a black

Big Chop Shit
Big Slime Shit
Yeah
That tape coming soon you heard me like real soon
Fuck you talking bout little pussy bitch
Huh yeah



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Writer(s): Devin Little
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