christ dillinger - grippin lyrics
[intro]
(yeah_, y_y_yeah, hoe)
(yeah, hoe)
(yeah, hoe)
[chorus]
grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
pullin’ these hoes, and, man, these_
grippin’ the_, grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
grippin’ the grain up in the slant
grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
pullin’ these hoes, and, man, these_
grippin’ the_, grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
grippin’ the grain up in the slant
[verse 1: lope dope]
i’m grippin’, i’m whippin’ that v8 (yeah, hoe), a lil’ dope in it
pull up, smoke about three_five of that white widow, got no midgit
twin got twenty_six years for uppin’ that [?] (yeah, hoe)
ain’t no limit, got gta money
i’m runnin’ the city, i’m grippin’ that grain, ain’t nothin’ funny, yeah
that texas weather, so it’s always sunny (yeah, hoe)
we were smokin’, we pop at your noggin
he talkin’ that nonsense
two weeks of that talk, sh_lls straight to the noggin
always talkin’ blah_blah (yeah, hoe) while whippin’ the drop_top
smokin’ up outta a whole three
wa_wasn’t no qp, ’cause now the heat on me
pineapple fanta overflowin’ (yeah, hoe), got the tech in it
she in that jeep cherokee, she smokin’, she get wet in it
i_i_i’m movin’ to [?] (yeah, hoe)
like bluetooth, you cannot connect with me
you cannot pair with me
my glock hot in any situation, we can do whatever, got the squares on me (yeah, hoe)
the bail’s on me, got pails on me, got rails on me
what you wanna do lil’ bum? made 25k last week, yeah
and i can’t make less than that (yeah, hoe), ’cause that is my policy
i’m smokin’ a bag of the broccoli
i’m feelin’ it in my lungs, honestly
[chorus]
grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
pullin’ these hoes, and, man, these_
grippin’ the_, grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
grippin’ the grain up in the slant
grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
pullin’ these hoes, and, man, these_
grippin’ the_, grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
grippin’ the grain up in the slant
[verse 2: christ dillinger]
ain’t tryna f_ck with you n_ggas, i’m straight (yeah, hoe)
ran up early, your bag a lil’ late
ain’t writin’ no verses, i’ll do it first take
who the f_ck said i fell off, b_tch, i’m gettin’ that cake
back in the day, rollin’ blunts up with [?] (yeah, hoe)
you think i was future way i carry drakes
n_gga talk crazy, get hit in the head
look at my cup, see a whole lotta red
i leave you dead (yeah, hoe)
i don’t give a f_ck if n_ggas don’t f_ck with me, my cup, it red
back in the day ain’t no b_tches wan’ f_ck on me, now they wan’ f_ck because my pockets fed
i remember not havin’ no money (yeah, hoe)
i was down bad, n_gga, i was hurt
got off my ass, got that sh_t out the dirt
back in the day i had nowhere to stay
‘member me and my mama had nowhere to stay (yeah, hoe)
i spent three hundred on one cup of lean
i’m a fiend, baby, know what i mean?
what’s that sh_t in your cup? ’cause that sh_t’s not codeine
sippin’ on green, n_gga, i know you busy (yeah, hoe)
talkin’ ’bout one of us, all us get busy
send me the plugs with the perc in the city
i ran up a bag, and i did it real quickly
she can’t believe it like ripley (yeah, hoe)
i’m reppin’ a audi, pull up in a lexus
i never had sh_t, so you know i love flexin’
off the pills, n_gga, i’m off the antidepressants
i lost a lot of my n_ggas, but still, i be feelin’ they presence (yeah, hoe)
free all my n_ggas they got on corrections
[chorus]
grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
pullin’ these hoes, and, man, these_
grippin’ the_, grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
grippin’ the grain up in the slant
grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
pullin’ these hoes, and, man, these_
grippin’ the_, grippin’ the grain up in the slant (yeah, hoe)
workin’ the wood is understood
tippin’ these hoes, and slammin’ they door
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