GRIP – Spatula Lyrics

GRIP – Spatula Lyrics
GRIP – Spatula Lyrics

 

Spatula Lyrics By GRIP

Fiend for the Guap
Got a key to the lock
And I’m keen i can spot
All the Schemes any plots
And I’m Cleanin ya clock
Clip got a 16 piece for a op
They was sleep when I said Meet me at the top
Ain’t believe I would pop
Wrist look like I went pee pee in the watch

Peach street in a drop
H*es hit me wit a beep beep when I stop
My vernacular damage a
Rap n**** amateur lackin the stamina
Packin a canon to cap for the camera
Thought about slapping ya manager When I get back to Atlanta cuz I’m doin laps for dem racks like I’m Danica
Gripper booked cakilaki to Canada
When I free up I’ll be happy to dance witcha
Heatin up on these tracks could u hand me a

Spatula
Flip this sh*t then I get back to ya
I saw enough wrap it up
I’m barring up Attica

Got leaches all on my d*ck
Got b*tches all on my line
Hopping in my dms
Really divin off the deep end
Tryna see if we can be friends
Well that depends, down to pretend only for the weekend
And don’t keep tabs on the cash he spend

Smash then I dash while yo a** sleep in
I know u gotta get laid but I gotta get paid
I got toooooo many racks on my calendar
Touch the road f*ck some H*es do some shows wit the dough I might go n buy bro a lil challenger
Where the comp at where my challengers

I don’t see none
This a free run brushing off weed crumbs I just rolled up a tree trunk
Willi hold up let the beat thump
Had to let that b*tch breathe uh
Last of a dyin breed huh
This the sh*t they say they need huh

Spatula
Flip this sh*t then I get back to ya
I saw enough wrap it up
I’m barring up Attica

 

Spatula GRIP Lyrics