Grizzley Camp

(albüm: Controversy - 2023)

(Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
Chopsquad DJ on this bitch (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 with us, okay, bet, ayy, bro, it's only us (Fuck 'em)
Wife material and cold as fuck, but we gon' only fuck (No chance)
Got another bitch right after her, so I'ma hold my nut (Oh yeah)
Empty out the chop in seconds, took an hour to load it up (A hundred)
Anywhere that me and Skilla pop out, that bitch going up (Turnt)
Ain't no "Wait to see what Thug say," that nigga bold as fuck (Rat)
Since he being loud like them 'zas, we gon' roll him up (Smoke him)
If that shit existed, they'll give real nigga awards to me (Facts)
Can't divide and conquer with my niggas, boy, they sworn to me (Facts)
Brought my name up just to fuck the bitch, boy, you was born goofy (Facts)
I sit back and watch that money counter, shit 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 acting like you want that (Chill out)
You fucking with the bag, we can get you what you need (We can)
In a Demon riding with the Jordan in high-speeds (Cold)
You piss that nigga off that be like, "Huh?" You gon' bleed (That's Skilla)
Main reason niggas get fucked up, it be they greed, dummy (Huh? Huh?)

Lately, all I know is drill, niggas 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 bitches know for real
Presi, bust Patek, bitch, I'm having houses on the hill (Nah, for real)
Hit him in the helmet, you ain't blitzing, why you on the field? (Brr)
Two weeks into 2023, I'm up another mil' (I'm up another mil')
Thirty thousand worth of bills a month, I cannot fucking chill (Huh?)
Lately I been living in the banks, I feel like Uncle Phil (For real)
By the time I was twelve, I was jumping off the curb
Ain't know how to cook the crack at first, I almost lost a bird (Huh?)
Brodie on a chase, he knew he made when he lost the bird
I got a bunch of broke niggas mad at me 'cause it's my turn (Huh)
Niggas' bitches always wanna fuck me, I don't know why (Ah)
Niggas disrespect that nigga that go, "Ah," you gon' die (Ah)
I'll shoot my fire, nigga, you can see it my eye (Fah)
I love using Glocks, they ain't got no safety, Dré Bly (Huh?)
Nigga, you can hit this with a three, this shit topside (This shit topside)
I'll spin a nigga like a DJ, I'm Chopsquad (I'm Chopsquad)
The Draco a micro, my AR like my size (This bitch my size)
My opps said they gon' kill me, nigga, stop lying (Huh?)
Patek on my arm, chops in the barn
That's for any nigga say he wanna do me harm
A hundred thousand worth of links, that's without the charm
In the city stepping on these niggas like they Stanley Yard, huh?

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