GRABBA

Ok kino I see you
This grip, it gon', This grip, it gon' punch like grabba
Ron Suno, niggas know the fuckin' vibes
Niggas ain't never on nada, Gang
Bucks like proper, This grip, it gon'
Look like proper, niggas ain't never on nada
I need them bucks like—
Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the (yes)
I'ma go hop out the f—
I'ma go hop out and, yes, (Brrt, boom)

This grip, it gon' punch like grabba
Uh, niggas ain't never on nada
I need them bucks like Giannis
Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the roster
Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (boom)
Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (boom)
Uh, I'ma go hop out and—
Yes, I'ma go hop out and—

Tell 'em get back, back, back
Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts
I keep a strap, strap
So how could I lack, lack, lack?
Tell 'em get back, back, back
Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts
I keep a st— Yes
So how could I— Gang

They call me Big Suno, never lack
I keep a grippy stuffed up in the sack
I got this forty-five up in the bag
Please do not post the Live of where you at
Niggas gon' hate and talk, but never mind it
If I see oppers, tell a bitch to line 'em
I cannot fuck if shorty not exotic
She got a man and said, "Let's get me naughty"

I'm gettin' heavy money than my teachers
I sip on Henny, I don't do the liters
Told her to rate me on a scale from one through ten
Goddamn, I nearly broke the meter
I got a bad bitch named Aaliyah
She give me top, I'm taking off her sneakers
Oh, that's your friend? Come and she can join too, like
Fuck it, we gon' have a threesome

I'm in a big body, not a beamer
I'm in my prime like 'Bron playin' Cleveland
Said he got pounds, I found a way to seek it
She wanna bump my music, but don't leak it
I feel like Trey Songz with the setties
Oh, that's your wife? I'm grabbing on her wetty
I might just hit and pass her to the lefty
She said she love me, I don't let her text me

This grip, it gon' punch like grabba
Uh, niggas ain't never on nada
I need them bucks like Giannis
Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the roster
Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (boom)
Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (boom)
Uh, I'ma go hop out and—
Yes, I'ma go hop out and—

Tell 'em get back, back, back
Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts
I keep a strap, strap
So how could I lack, lack, lack?
Tell 'em get back, back, back
Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts
I keep a st— Yes
So how could I— Gang

Look
Spliffy gon eat now fuck the greaze
You a treesh get up on your knee's
After this nut
Told her to cut
Give a fuck where you go
But you gotta leave
I ain't have shit pockets was slim
Now my suvy's come from overseas
Run around two step then he bleed
Then i send him back overseas

My rolie go click clack let me have it
Mac empty we aim at his 6 clack
All my homie's they know how to get back

You ain't solid break him like a kit kat
Yo suno?
He tried to fight back call dudo
Fly to the m's with a few hoes
Lamb chop urus fuck the two doors

This grip it gon'
Punch like grabba
Niggas ain't never on nada
I need them
Bucks like Giannis
Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the roster
I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (Boom)

I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (Boom)
I'ma go hop out and (Yes)
I'ma go hop out and

Tell 'em get back, back, back
Those were the facts, facts, facts
I keep a strap, strap (Nah)
So how can I lack, lack, lack?
Tell 'em get back, back, back
Those were the facts, facts, facts
I keep a st— (Yes)
So how can I—? (Gang)