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Catch It

Tee Grizzley

My Moment

2017

breakfast
Rob my mans and gave it back, stupid, we still stretched 'em

When I wanna talk about nothing
Take me a lil' break from the money
I'ma come

ain't worried 'bout shit with the stick
I'ma murk 'em
He was comin' through the hood
Shoot the stick through the curtain
Prayed for a come-up, got stuck

Thighs open 

Ain't chose this shit 
This life chose me 

I keep a stick
Cause they might smoke me 

Ran up a Check
Saks fifth

Ain't ain't no neck 
Just

pussy hit Walls like a blind stick
Tell my bitch take the L take keys To the Lexus
Niggas Moving weight Switching plates like a Dealerships
I Put the LIl

up let off 60 rounds from the stick
Choppa leave him with a stain I done stained him with that shit
Lil one a hard head that boy shit like a brick 
I

mobbin
Make a bitch
Take a trip
Set up tricks and we rob 'em
Aaaaaaaaayye
I fell in love with this money and Violence 
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who

boy
Stay up in your lane boy
Talk shit, get hit with sticks
Lil nigga know we bang boy
Heard you was a lame boy
Stay up in your lane boy
Talk shit, get

my dick swallowed whole by an islander
Too much designer
Lil nigga get your options up
Right beside her, she gone swallow up yeah
Got the fee, but that

Uh-uh, yeah
He shot first when we get back
Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback
I have my niggas pull up where you live at
And my niggas

' Kg to rob that nigga, fuck him, he ain't one of us
And we got more sticks than Navy, might pull up in an army truck
Bad lil' bitch from Nashville, got

spinned the bend imma run i got glock 
Fuck 12 aint gone run off my block
They just freed my lil homie he hit at the cops
Pour up a four now im drinking

Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch  
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit 
Bless

(Hah)
He say he gon' rob me, never (Nope)
Me and the glizzy stick together (Gang)
You and your niggas get hit wherever
Think I'm cappin', lil' nigga,

Ain't no luv in my city keep them pipes out
Nigga try to rob we and its lights out
Put that pipe up in his face and watch he pipe down
I ain't no

the fence wit my niggas when that alarm played
Came up off a few licks bought some sticks and started that card play
Rob the plug from some zip and his chips

bloody, lil buddy
I don't play with the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast, nigga give up the ghost
No problem Barry you don't no cemetery, homes

pull up wit bricks out
I just might turn up lil nigga get sticks out
If I'm gone shoot the lil pistol bitch get down
Surrounded by white women lil nigga

Only One Up

Juicy J

Rubba Band Business: The Album

2017

myself with the stick
You don't even exist
I'm the only one up
Right by myself with the stick
You don't even exist
I'm the only one up
Like I just

'em, stick em'
Bitch I'm feelin like P Diddy, I might crop you out the picture

I ain't tryna be friendly I came here to push my issue
Lil motherfuckin P

in
If Bug's ridin' I'ma stick by him
(Bow, bow)
If Trap slidin' got the stick by him
(Ay, ay) yC's drivin', lil' Bug bindin'
Spin it, spin it, keep

need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You

got I'ma sleep on a bunk
Her buddy want lil' pockets fatter than clump
He gon' kill by the ho man that nigga a chump I ain't chasin' no ho I can't go

Got on offwhites on a off night bitch we booted up
Try to rob da gang we pull it out we finna stick you up
And she say she tryna fuck 02 cuz he

down, doing bad

He was up, had to rob him

I remember dem days, downtown nigga starvin

Now Maybache frontyard, whenever I start it

Fuck all da Opps