Grit & Grace

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Havoc (feat. slump6s)

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Lyrics: 

I went and ran it the fuck up
Most of these niggas, don't trust 'em, no
I put my trust in my hundreds
Ride with a toolie, I'm tuckin', woah
These niggas not about nothin'
And that ho thinkin’ I love her, no
How many racks? A couple
Caught that boy lack, his ass in trouble
He in my pack, got hit with a nuzzle
Pop me a flat, I'm doin' a couple
My money fat, I'm makin' it double
He wanna chat, get put in a bubble
I wanna crack, that bitch wanna cuddle
That bitch, she bad, I give her my number
Blast, we turn that boy into rubble

Blast, we turn that boy into (What? Let's go)
We turn that boy into nothin'
I'ma turn none to (Wait)
I'ma turn none to somethin'
Shooting we havin' some fun
Smokin' that boy like it's Runtz
After I fuck, lil' bitch, we are done, yeah
Diamonds they shine like the sun
Diamonds they shine like the, what? (Yeah)
Diamonds they shine like the (Go!)
I got the pack for the low
I put that pack on a boat
He wanna hang? Boy, get a rope
Shout-out my twizzy, my loc
Guarantee he getting poked
Guarantee he getting smoked

I went and ran it the fuck up
Most of these niggas, don't trust 'em, no
I put my trust in my hundreds
Ride with a toolie, I'm tuckin', woah
These niggas not about nothin'
And that ho thinkin’ I love her, no
How many racks? A couple
Caught that boy lack, his ass in trouble
He in my pack, got hit with a nuzzle
Pop me a flat, I'm doin' a couple
My money fat, I'm makin' it double
He wanna chat, get put in a bubble
I wanna crack, that bitch wanna cuddle
That bitch, she bad, I give her my number
Blast, we turn that boy into rubble

trouble

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Lyrics:

Eliantte for my watch, had to Mason the Rollie
Catch that boy out with his friends, then we makin' him lonely
That's your ho, I took your bitch now we makin' a movie
This ho flew me to L.A. and he payin' for coochie
Brodie pull up where you stay and he sprayin' the Uzi
Fucked her, kicked her out the crib now she sayin' I'm ruthless
This ho tryna set me up, guess she thinkin' I'm stupid
These boys tryna ride our wave, yeah, we makin' a movement

He want smoke, then bitch, I'm ready, I just bought a presi 
That's your ho, then why she text me? 'Cause I got the fetti
We got sticks up in Chanelly, we tote automatics
Yeah, we send that boy to Heaven, yeah, we caught 'em lackin'
Watch me count my rackies up, I love to stack it up
Your lil' ho gon' tap me up, eat me like caviar
Smokin' strong, that Kelly, yeah, up in the telly, yeah
He ain't never run it up, that boy a failure
Said he tryna run up, I'ma let him
Who that boy? I'm feelin' paranoid, I ain't feelin' 'em
Big and bad, think he a scary boy, brodie killin' 'em
What's that on your wrist? Ain't real ice, it ain't chill enough

Eliantte for my watch, had to Mason the Rollie
Catch that boy out with his friends, then we makin' him lonely
That's your ho, I took your bitch now we makin' a movie
This ho flew me to L.A. and he payin' for coochie
Brodie pull up where you stay and he sprayin' the Uzi
Fucked her, kicked her out the crib now she sayin' I'm ruthless
This ho tryna set me up, guess she thinkin' I'm stupid
These boys tryna ride our wave, yeah, we makin' a movement

ruthless

Geneva

Poppin

Huh, yeah, goin' crazy in this bitch
And they think that a young nigga slow
Pour up my pour and I roll up my dope
Hit up Fairfax finna catch a right ho
Puffin' on dro got a nigga eyes low
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one my bro
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the Benz and Rolls ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist with the rose ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
Instagram hoes ain't nothin' (Nope)
Instagram posts ain't nothin'
Thinking yo' bitch on lock, lil' boy, she fuckin'
Dirty lil' whore, she love it
Think you gon' do something 'bout that bitch, you buggin'
Nigga gon' whack yo' muffin, go ahead, call my bluff
Hundred racks in the zip, I'ma fuck around, put a bag on a bitch
Goin' fast in the whip, in the passenger, got a nat, give me lip
Smokin' gas out the zip and I'm pourin' the lemonade in the mix
Got the bae doin' tricks on my dick, it's a parade in my city (Go)
Hate but they broke, I don't get it, fuck her, she probably regret it
Jayden be off the beans, oh, Chase, he be off the Venom
Hundred racks sittin' in the Phantom, bag on my head like bandana
These niggas burnt like a candle, huh, ball like I'm Julius Randle
Don't you tell me what you seen or heard a nigga doin'
I got rich, I'm tryna put on my bruddas, I ain't there yet
Kate want me to die, hah, stupid bitch, I ain't dead yet
I get them bricks from Fedex and I bag 'em up and sell 'em
And I can't even lie and say that I never needed you
When I was down I needed you, honestly, I was feelin' you
Now they come back, want some shit, Niggas so flaw, cut 'em off quick
I done went up, I'm proud of my wrist
I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches
Huh, yeah, goin' crazy in this bitch
And they think that a young nigga slow
Pour up my pour and I roll up my dope
Hit up Fairfax finna catch a right ho
Puffin' on dro got a nigga eyes low
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one my bro
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars
And the clothes and the Benz and Rolls ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist
With the rose ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
Instagram hoes ain't nothin' (Nope)
Instagram posts ain't nothin'
Thinking yo' bitch on lock, lil' boy, she fuckin'
Dirty lil' whore, she love it
Think you gon' do something 'bout that bitch, you buggin'
Nigga gon' whack yo' muffin, go ahead, call my bluff

Music Video

Aint Nothing

Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over
Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over

Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I put it on for my folks
I had to wake up, didn't have a choice
I had to wake up and get my cake up
Now in my city I’m makin' some noise
Lace up my shoes when I run from the boys
Tony got locked up, had me annoyed
Dirty water in a Fanta
Molly water in a Brisk
You tryna beef 'bout a bitch, you a bitch
Two fifty on the wrist
Three fifty on the Rolls, I ain't even pay the lease
When she see the stars she chose, I ain't even had to say shit

Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over

Passin' it off to the ‘Gram and I don't even like those
My ho Brazilian white and she got white toes
I don’t know ‘bout nobody new puttin' on my bros
Currency just came in, yeah, we gon' count up, yeah
New drank comin' in, Codeine crazy
Red and yellow, I'm Codeine crazy
I don't sip green, I'm Codeine crazy
Model or stripper wan' have my baby
No, Chase can't be your savior
No, no, will not make it
Yes, I was down on safety
Now I'm havin' buku paper (Codeine crazy)

Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over
Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over

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