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griselda - fire in the booth كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: benny the butcher & conway the machine]
put on my shoes, nah, my hammer was first
bulletproof the whip i use to take my grandma to church
i went gram for gram with the work, hand_to_hand on the first
everybody who hatin’ now was a fan of us first (woo)
ayy, look, underdog, what, hmm, what you wanna do?
let’s put a hundred more up, n_gga, this summer all us
i’m in two whips, one a tahoe, one a tour bus
got so many straps with us, we could start a war up (yeah)
it’s a real safe hazard if you still yay traffick (mmm)
show where that money comin’ from, still pay taxes (mmm)
the irs comin’ and they steal faith faster
start a business in the building that you still make racks in (mmm)
i learned from my losses, stripes i earned from the bosses (yeah)
whippin’ deuces ’til them hoopties turned into porsches (talk to ’em)
i curve b_tches often, lies, i heard b_tches talkin’, hah
she mines, a send a text back, these bird b_tches stalkin’ (ha)
you gotta be careful, these hoes think they fancy
i just want my d_ck sucked, she wanna start a family (hahahaha)
she average, get her taxes, and go to miami, but (d_mn)
with this kind of status, i’ll probably go to the grammy’s, huh
i know n_ggas hate me, i came out the trenches
on some new sh_t, but some ways soundin’ vintage (yeah)
paypal or credit, send that cake or you deaded
this the real definition, how you stay down and get it (yeah)
i’m the next nasir if they judge us off sk!ll
got your b_tch in the middle of times square, lauryn hill (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
told her my phone was dead, she wrote her number on the bill (it’s the butcher)
off_white paint on my jacket look like a spill, huh (ugh)
played last year, but watch the price shoot up (yeah)
all black, my entourage dress just like shooters (yeah)
you spend your life with her, me, i give a night to her (gxf)
’cause drake told these b_tches they don’t gotta be nice to us (mmm)
thousand grams on a plate, that’s what my preference was
so i had interviews with connects, not the breakfast club, facts
he told me twenty_six, it was thirty before that
i heard he done scored that, you was dirty before rap, n_gga

[interlude: conway the machine & benny the butcher]
the motherf_ckin’ butcher, n_gga
it’s big griselda, n_gga
big bsf in this sh_t, n_gga
yeah, let me fix my motherf_ckin’ jewels right quick
i need to catch my drip, my stick, fix your furniture
look

[verse 2: conway the machine & benny the butcher]
i just bought a new four_fifth from my man
just came from atlanta, trunk full, he just got back from a road trip
gave me two cartridges, box of bullets for both clips
he said, “you better buy a couple more, they gon’ be sold quick”
i said, “my n_gga, when you slidin’ off?”
’cause i’ma do this jux tonight, then i’m back tomorrow to buy ’em all (mmm)
uh, i took a loss, but now i’m back buyin’ raw
sell it for the shaq, but i get it for the bryan shaw
lettin’ off this mac, got you n_ggas tryna climb a wall
i put the pressure on your shooters like kawhi the klaw (mmm)
and every verse, i’m applying more
heard 6ix9ine testified, i ain’t surprised at all (f_ck it)
we do the walk_ups, my n_gga, we ain’t drivin’ by
i brought flee with me, and he been dyin’ to slide
my n_gga did twelve years for lettin’ iron fly
left when he was 16, he came home zion_sized (mmm)
my doctor mad that i wouldn’t let him operate
i bounced back and i just make more money than my doctor make
violate and you gettin’ a surgeon and a doctor date
i’m like a helicopter landin’, all the noise my chopper make
ask if it’s a problem, they won’t answer me back
i’m courtside in portland, carmelo anthony back
really just came to see my plug, i go hand him the sack
i’m smilin’ like anderson .paak when he hand me the packs, my n_gga (hahaha)
pull up in a gray sp_ceship, hop out, pair of asics
told flee, “you gon’ be rich”, you just gotta stay patient
my b_tch lookin’ like a young [?]
sittin’ ringside watchin’ tank davis, johnny dang chain bracelet
n_ggas mad that i’m eatin’ and they can’t take it
’bout to drop my album and the impact gon’ shake pavement
if it’s smoke, four goons pull up with ks wavin’
a lot of bullets thrown like when brady played peyton (woo)
huh, rock this designer to my drawers
n_ggas slidin’ to the mall, but ain’t findin’ this dior, n_gga
we was in the trenches sellin’ china by the store
window_watchin’ in the trap, mac_90 by the door (mmm)
in houston, ridin’ down west [?] in the car
that cost more than what you signed for, admire from afar
if you n_ggas run up on me, then i’m firin’ this rod
chopper set you f_ck n_ggas on fire, i’m the god, n_gga

- griselda

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