Текст песни Fetch - Grip

Fetch

I had a stick in da Honda, bak when I used to kick it wit Shonda
Tiffany Rhonda Brittney Yolanda
Trish n Latonya
I used to stare at the pistol n ponder
A mission for commas
Now I can double and triple the dollars soliciting trauma
I got the blick n da bomber
Just to visit my mama
I’m addicted to bitches n drama
Liquor n ganja
Cut off a freak ion lose sleep damn this nigga a monster
Big boi jeep when I beep beep
Like I just seen GRIP in a Tonka
Fetch it
Go get the dough and den stretch it
Pole wit me don’t even test it
Broke niggas go to the exit
Fetch it
Go get the dough and den stretch it
Pole wit me don’t even test it
Broke niggas go to the exit
Young nigga finna run the stats up
I’ma mismatch in any matchup
Let this shit clap if nigga act up
When it kick back dey callin backup
Blew a big sack den ran it back up
All dese nigga raps fulla cap bruh
Target on my back cuz I’m black bruh
Hardest on the map that’s a fact uhh
East is what he be repn
I just dropped the e30 on bbs’s
Ion flock to these birdies won’t see me stressing
Get to jotn dese verses… like naw
Uh verses dropn dese nigga like ddts
I’m da young nigga came up on ebt
Wit da beady beads now my cds mo vivid den dvds dey seein' me
Fetch it
Go get the dough and den stretch it
Pole wit me don’t even test it
Broke niggas go to the exit
Fetch it
Go get the dough and den stretch it
Pole wit me don’t even test it
Broke niggas go to the exit