Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Tee Grizzley

Soprano

 

Soprano

(album: Tee's Coney Island - 2023)


We on some, make 'em to the O shit
We on some, Detroit to Cleveland, shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
Run wit' us or run from us (Ayy)

In my hood I was the baby boy like Lil Jody (For real)
Bossed up, now I tell 'em when to go like I'm E-40 (Go)
2019 I spent half the checks I got on codeine (Hm)
Now I got superpowers, look at how high I be floating (Shh)
I don't ever play no games, but I'm always loading (Yeah)
I got a sweet tooth, so I dip my car in candy coating (Hm)
Kia boy, when I was thirteen what I drove was stolen (Skrrt)
My twenty-eighth birthday, my homie Pete bought me a rollie (Ah)
All these rappers corny, why when it was really beef?
The way you act don't match the way you talking on your story
We got the footage from the hotel 'cause my dawg recording
Put him to sleep, turn the audio up, you hear him snoring
I'm from Cleveland, but we on bullshit like Michael Jordan (Yeah)
They gon' protect me at all costs 'cause what I do important (Oh)
Don't wake the beast inside of me up, he been laying dormant
2012 I lost two million, fucking up a doorman (Uh)
Skinny tatted tall white boy, rock and rolling (Right)
I killed a lot of rappers, I don't respect law and order (Nah)
Open that backpack like I'm Dora, pull up in Explorers
Switched out, pull up in that Aston, blew the fucking motor (Skrrt)
Four leaves in the blunt, I'm ashing, I'm smoking the clover (Oh)
Seven figures if they booking me, tell the promoter (Tell 'em)
Walking out with bags that look like I just came from Kroger's (What?)
The truth is that I fucked your mom, you'll find out when you're older

Can't stop, won't stop, always rolling
Gotta keep it on me so I don't get lonely (Yeah)
We the new mob and I feel like Tony (Oh)
Repping for the team, twenty-four like Kobe

Why you mad, ho? (Why?)
Get your man, ho (Get him)
We gon' light his ass up like a candle (Bah)
What's the plan, ho? (Yeah)
What you saying, ho? (What?)
Shake it 'til your cheeks spread and show your asshole, yeah

All we gotta do is pull up, we gon' have all the bitches (Thanks)
All you gotta do is say "It's up", you gon' have our attention
Niggas don't be that so I don't kick it, let's just buy some business (Come on, come on)
Trap nigga, we done brought my weight to niggas that do fitness (Thanks)
Tell me when it's smoke so I can tell 'em when to go (Let me know)
You see brodie playing with me, listen, we close, that's how we joke (Let's go)
Don't see him doing it and think that you can do it, you'll get smoked (Fuh)
You know we really ride with machine guns when we in the O (Shout-out Cleveland)
And you know what's gon' happen if we up it (You know)
'Bout to run through Cleveland next, we made six figures in Columbus (Thanks)
Where I'm from, my niggas hustle, take your time, ain't gotta rush it
If you know, you know, seventy-five is straight right to that money (Thanks)
That's that Midwest shit (Midwest), get money, stretch shit (Stretch shit)
We aiming at your head, boy, fuck all that vest shit (That vest shit)
Opposite of basketball, we be praying for a brick (Praying for a break)
Opposite of boxing, nigga, we get paid to take a hit (Paid to take a hit)
We got opposition poppers, watch 'em spray it like a zit
Up to Drake and I'm not talking 'bout who's staying in the six
I know I can stop the violence, though, but I ain't saying shit
I like revenge, I'm in Detroit, and you know what the fuck I meant, ho
Exit nine nigga, on Rodeo with the top off
All this fucking ice hit like a boxer caught in southpaw
Shit ain't worth yo' life, use yo' head or get it knocked off
We stand over shit and swing sticks, call it Top Golf

Can't stop, won't stop, always rolling
Gotta keep it on me so I don't get lonely (Yeah)
We the new mob and I feel like Tony (Oh)
Repping for the team, twenty-four like Kobe

Why you mad, ho? (Why you mad, bitch?)
Get your man, ho (Get some man, bitch)
We gon' light his ass up like a candle (Bah, bah, bah)
What's the plan, ho (What's the plan?)
What you saying, ho? (What you sayin')
Shake it 'til your cheeks spread and show your asshole (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah
Why you mad, ho? (Fix yo' attitude)
Get ya mans, ho (Get that pussy nigga)
We gon' light his ass up like a candle (Bah, bah, bah)
What you saying, ho? (What you saying, bitch)
What's the plan, ho (What's the plan, bitch)
Shake it 'til your cheeks spread and show your ass, ho, yeah (Ah)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I don't give a fuck, yeah
Hahahaha, Midwest shit
Right, though, I don't give a fuck (Ayy)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?