Tuff

(album: Grandson, Vol. 1 - 2019)

Say what?
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger
Von

Aw, you tough? You ain't really tough
That lil' boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up
Ayy, get up
Aw, you can't get up, look like you giving up
You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I'm going to pick her up

Sick as fuck, yeah, I'm sick as fuck, and I'm slick as fuck
Just hit a lick on this nigga, bruh, then told him pick me up
Drop your panties, what's that smell, bitch? It's fishy as fuck
Went on a drill, he ain't nail shit, he iffy as fuck
Bag it up, folks them bagging up, come and grab you something
Tag you up, folks them tag you up, ain't no point of running
Are you mad? Yeah, you super mad, but you ain't gon' do nothing
I got a bag with your lil' stupid ass, might pop out with a hundred

Aw, you tough? You ain't really tough
That lil' boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up
Ayy, get up
Aw, you can't get up, look like you giving up
You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I'm going to pick her up
Aw, you tough? You ain't really tough
That lil' boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up
Ayy, get up
Aw, you can't get up, look like you giving up
You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I'm going to pick her up

I got money, boy, a lot of money, put that on J Money
Your ass broke, your whole hood dirty, y'all ain't having nothing
Bag it up, baby, bag it up, that ass fat as fuck
Bring your friends, I got the gang with me, they just tryna fuck
Bag it up, baby, bag it up, that ass fat as fuck
Where your friends? I got the gang with me, we just tryna fuck
Double cup, sip that lean, homie, it ain't green, homie
Got that Glock with that beam on it, better not tweak, homie
See I like hoes that be bougie though, but they be choosing though
They get fly and bring they friends with 'em to the studio
They off Remy and that D'usse and that Julio
And they be tripping off that Yungeen Ace and that Foolio
See, I'm a star, I be shooting shit, ain't talking movies though
This bitch a freak, she be putting pills up in her bootyhole
Get put to sleep, now them fancy clothes got some bulletholes
Thought it was sweet? I'm at your funeral, I have to play my role

Aw, you tough? You ain't really tough
That lil' boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up
Ayy, get up
Aw, you can't get up, look like you giving up
You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I'm going to pick her up
Aw, you tough? You ain't really tough
That lil' boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up
Ayy, get up
Aw, you can't get up, look like you giving up
You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I'm going to pick her up