Grizzley Camp

(Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
Chopsquad DJ on this - (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

I done sat back long enough (I did), let me open up (let's get it)
Let me see who wit' us, okay, bet, ayy, bro, it's only us
Wife material and cold as f-, but we gon' only - (no chance)
Got another - right after her, so I'ma hold my - (oh yeah)

Empty out the chop in seconds, took an hour to load it up (a hunnid)
Anywhere that me and Skilla pop out, that - goin' up (turnt)
Ain't no, "Wait to see what Thug say", that - bold as - (rat)
Since he bein' loud like 'em 'zas, we gon' roll him up (smoke him)

If that - existed, they'll give real - awards to me (facts)
Can't divide and conquer with my -, boy, they sworn to me (facts)
Brought my name up just to - the -, boy, you was born goofy (facts)
I sit back and watch that money counter, - like porn to me (facts)

We get money right now, we ain't gotta post no throwbacks (uh-uh)
Location, tell 'em, "Post that", watch how quick we come get on that (we comin')
Them killers knock on doors and leave shell casings on the doormat (boom)
You ain't ready for the smoke, so just stop actin' like you want that (chill out)

You - with the bag, we can get you what you need (we can)
In a Demon ridin' with the Jordan in high-speeds (cold)
You piss that - off, that be like, "Huh?" you gon' bleed (that's Skilla)
Main reason - get - up, it be they greed, dummy (huh, huh?)

Lately, all I know is drill, -gas I don't know for real
Caught a flight to Cali' 'cause the city make me wanna kill (bah)
I was rich before the deal, all the - know for real
Presi', bust Patek, -, I'm havin' houses on the hill (nah, for real)

Hit him in the helmet, you ain't blitzin', why you on the field? (Brr)
Two weeks into 2023, I'm up another mil' (I'm up another mil')
30 thousand worth of bills a month, I cannot - chill (huh?)
Lately I been livin' in the banks, I feel like Uncle Phil (for real)

By the time I was 12, I was jumpin' off the curb
Ain't know how to cook the - at first, I almost lost a bird (huh?)
Brodie on a chase, he knew he made it when he lost the bird
I got a bunch of broke - mad at me 'cause it's my turn (huh)

- always wanna - me, ah, I don't know why (ah)
- disrespect that - that go, "Ah", you gon' die (ah)
I'll shoot my fire, -, you can see it my eye (fah)
I love usin' Glocks, they ain't got no safety, Dré Bly (huh?)

-, you can hit this with a three, this sh- topside (this - topside)
I'll spin a - like a DJ, I'm Chopsquad (I'm Chopsquad)
The Draco a micro, my AR like my size (this - my size)
My opps said they gon' kill me, -, stop lyin' (huh?)

Patek on my arm, chops in the barn
That's for any - say he wanna do me harm
A hunnid thousand worth of links, that's without the charm
In the city steppin' on these - like they Stanley Yard, huh?

I got a bunch of broke - mad at me 'cause it's my turn, huh?
Anywhere that me and Skilla pop out, that - goin' up
Ain't no "Wait to see what Thug say," that - bold as -



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Writer(s): Darrel L Jackson, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Trevon Gardner
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