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lirik lagu grioten - mybad!

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[intro: grioten]
ima do the devil dance
ima put you in a headlock while your p~ssing in your pants
i don’t give a f~ck about you b~tch you might aswell be dead
b~tch i’m heading to the top, no stops

[chorus: grioten & ethan ross]
like b~tch i’m on go
my bad my bad i ain’t even mean to flex like that
b~tch leave me lone
hit you with a motherf~cking bat
ima smoke you like a motherf~cking pack
b~tch i never keep it tote
four deep y’all still get folded
hold this d~ck, finna bust on yo wife she a hoe
my bad my bad, i ain’t notice
oh sh~t, step on ’em crushing they bones

[verse 1: grioten]
shoot a m~th~f~cka with a hundred f~cking mags
ey, don’t face me b~tch, turn your back
i’ve been running band, stacking all thеse f~cking racks
ey that’s why all these b~tchеs looking at me like that
b~tch i don’t wanna f~ck
all these b~tches f~cking suck
i’ve been working on myself cause these b~tches can’t love
i’ve been in my feelings every signal f~cking day
but i keep it to myself cause im tryna get paid

[verse 2: ethan ross]
i whip it out and she about to guzzle a gallon
i see my bank account i’m going wild i doubled my balance
these motherf~ckers all wanna compare the hustle with talent
you wasn’t about it and now i finna stunt in a palace
you motherf~cking lil weaklings couldn’t be kings
got the sixth sense boy i being seeing things
hit the corner store, iced tea and peach rings
pulled her cus ima g, now i pull her g~string
[bridge: ethan ross]
to the side, b~tch we gon ride
cannot compete cus they don’t got no drive
got no ambition it’s not no surprise
cone gang b~tch why the f~ck would try? (b~tch, yuh)
heard they wanna take my soul
ha ha ha motherf~cker i’m staying on go
heard they stop me, woah
y’all f~cked up, we be riding out

[chorus: grioten & ethan ross]
like b~tch i’m on go
my bad my bad i ain’t even mean to flex like that
b~tch leave me lone
hit you with a motherf~cking bat
ima smoke you like a motherf~cking pack
b~tch i never keep it tote

four deep y’all still get folded
hold this d~ck, finna bust on yo wife she a hoe
my bad my bad, i ain’t notice
oh sh~t, step on ’em crushing they bones


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