Grinch
First thing that I learned, never be hater
Second thing that I learned, go and get some paper
Never getting shit took, always been a taker
I'm the Grinch nigga
And my lil shawty bad, wouldn't let me fuck with basic
It's Gelato in the air, my feet be kicked up in the BnB
Lighting up a tree it make it easier to keep it G
Feel like I ain't got no competition it's just me and me
Humble and I'm cocky know I'm living proof
That's my dawg if I got it then he got it too
It and it ain't nothing to go and send it through
If I'm feeling you
But you hoes don't be authentic, you can't even spit the truth
I see green I see dollar signs
Preaching that you player but you pillow talk
You out here telling lies
Tryna claim me, told her fall in line
She knew I came for business
All she had to do was look me in the eyes
Tuxedo tailored mama thinking I got mob ties
Three bitches one me and they all fine
Three bitches one me and they all dimes
Aint no nigga round me green but they all slime
First thing that I learned, never be hater
Second thing that I learned, go and get some paper
Never getting shit took, always been a taker
I'm the Grinch nigga
And my lil shawty bad, wouldn't let me fuck with basic
It's Gelato in the air, my feet be kicked up in the BnB
Lighting up a tree it make it easier to keep it G
Feel like I ain't got no competition it's just me and me
Second thing that I learned, go and get some paper
Never getting shit took, always been a taker
I'm the Grinch nigga
And my lil shawty bad, wouldn't let me fuck with basic
It's Gelato in the air, my feet be kicked up in the BnB
Lighting up a tree it make it easier to keep it G
Feel like I ain't got no competition it's just me and me
Humble and I'm cocky know I'm living proof
That's my dawg if I got it then he got it too
It and it ain't nothing to go and send it through
If I'm feeling you
But you hoes don't be authentic, you can't even spit the truth
I see green I see dollar signs
Preaching that you player but you pillow talk
You out here telling lies
Tryna claim me, told her fall in line
She knew I came for business
All she had to do was look me in the eyes
Tuxedo tailored mama thinking I got mob ties
Three bitches one me and they all fine
Three bitches one me and they all dimes
Aint no nigga round me green but they all slime
First thing that I learned, never be hater
Second thing that I learned, go and get some paper
Never getting shit took, always been a taker
I'm the Grinch nigga
And my lil shawty bad, wouldn't let me fuck with basic
It's Gelato in the air, my feet be kicked up in the BnB
Lighting up a tree it make it easier to keep it G
Feel like I ain't got no competition it's just me and me
Credits
Writer(s): Rayshaun Thompson
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