Текст песни Grilling Niggas II - cupcakKe

Grilling Niggas II

Go suck a dick through a toilet seat, you motherfuckin' haters
Bitch, I bring a lot to the table, Will and Jada
Phones stay locked everyday these hoes wake up
'Cause Face ID don't recognise some bitches without makeup

I'ma grill nigga, nigga, niggas (Woah)
Save this one for my real nigga, nigga, niggas (Uh huh)
Say shawty say he know me, look at him like "How you figure?" (Oop)
I ain't claiming no exes, I still be calling shit Twitter
Flyer than the opp's soul on that game, rest in pissy
Apple vision pro, make him touch the air quickly (Grrah)
I don't fuck with labels, make that choppa say it with me
Put that dot up on his head since we rather keep it indie, gang, gang, gang
Glizzies on glizzies, they like how many a milli
I go to city to city, switch it from

So when hoes try to offend me, why would I handle it gently?

Uppercut that bitch so hard, look like I chipped off the willy
If a nigga claim that he got beef (What you doin'?)
Bitch I'm pullin' up like Keith Lee (And what you doin'?)
Pistol whip him like I'm tryna brush his teeth (Woah)
Then Colgate with that trigger, watch it squeeze
It's feelin' like December 25th everyday in this bitch when I look at my bank,
ooh-wee
And since I keep a choppa everyday you can call me Mariah, 'cause I carry every
Christmas with ease, hah

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (Yeah)
Choppa get that bitch like "Oh shit that's close-range" (Yeah)
Up it, I'ma bust it, these bitches got no aim, your name
Hold no weight like Ozempic and cocaine
It's a, it's a, it's a go on this hoe
Bust it down on the floor
"Do she know?", maybe so
Four for four, that shit blow (Hahaha)
But my dough never low
Check the score, I get more
Wrist snow, that's for sure
Bitch I'm realer, call me Glo

On my neck you see designers
Curve a nigga like my commas
He say he don't ever cap 'cause he's a bitch, I guess he bonnet
I'm just fuckin' being honest, pinky ring made niggas promise
Went through so-so many rings, look like a episode of Sonic
It's a "I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck" night (Yeah)
Just took a bitch nigga, man shout out Trans rights
His dick a diamond tester, let him beat it up like Ike
'Cause bitch I cannot bruise when I'm wearin' all this ice
Man these niggas ain't, these bitches ain't, these niggas ain't on nothin'
Spin the block doin' donuts, so you know these hoes dunkin' (Skrrt)
I could fuck your nigga but I rather fuck your cousin
'Cause that invite to your cookout, I'ma get that bitch bussin'
I'ma pull up, make sure I say "Hi"
6:13, all these bitches finna die (Bye)
Ain't talk in his city if that nigga Dubai
Then this ass in the air, he eatin' at Dinner in the Sky
Then it's "Bye", bitch I'm back outside, not tryna be no bride
Don't ask "Why? ", 'cause I'm not gon' lie, it's a million guys
Off the fly, he don't spend nice, not 'gon spend a night
Swipe this card so many times, look like he tryna cut a pie
My niggas' bitch, niggas' bitch, why the fuck would I submit?
Text that nigga "ABC", I'm the alpha 'round this bitch
Told that nigga "Look alive" cause that choppa made him twitch (Bu-bu-bu)
Bitch go get some matching thighs cause that BBL ain't shit
Bitch I'm rollin', bitch I'm rollin', bitch I'm rollin' through the city
It's them peanut butter seats, got out the jam and bread, what's iffy?
I've been out here takin' pics and livin' life and countin' millis
I've been gone for two years and still nobody fuckin' with me, what the fuck?