Lyrics:
Dolu bardaklar gecemiz flu
İşimiz tabi sağlam sahnede Griss Bro'S
Kaplıyo dumanlar ortam
Sardı bizi tabi koptu bu Griss Bro's
Griss Bro's
ain't be tellin who be found here
Either cookin cocoa cheese griss around here
Money, drugs, bitches, liquor
Money, drugs, bitches, liquor
Money, drugs,
corsey
No he fuckin wit the right bitch, tight griss?? soft lips,
?? lights, all them vinnegar chips, my night shift, the only bad bitch,
Sting like
in my griss, sugar on my rice
First niggas rocking grills with the ice
Now every country motherfcker think
The leg not
East coast bitches call me mac
Sin corbata y traje (Yeh)
Osso Grisslee
A.k.a. Griss Skillss
A.k.a. Grisslee Gafass
Sin Corbata Y Traje Gang Gang (2020)
Sin Corbata Y Traje Gang Gang
danger.
Radge noticed people when they yet couldn't shoot.
They want to kill him, that he well understood.
They're hunting for me, but for Griss it's
you my dream, my fever fantasy?
No, I'm Griss, come nearer to me.
My heart is burning, I'm in flame!
You're full of love, I'm too, it's a happy day!
The story is over. Young man and young tiger
Have find common language, new way in their life.
And Radge lives so happy with Griss in his land
nunca mas despertar
volverte a ver
seria medici
solo fue un error
de parte de mi
se torna to griss
mi alma y mi cuerpo ya quieren uir
no puedo dormir
ride with me
Right here with me
Vibes pouring out everywhere
New bitch
Gotta check her temp
(Yep)
Young boss, can't be a simp
(Nah)
Burn griss' till it
to the gates
That's Griss
Everybody wanna be next up
Guess what
You gon' have to start by puttin' in something extra
The type to have to ask Alexa how to flex ya
helps when you lookin' like this
If you cookin' like Griss
You must be an iron chef
I got Bobby fuckin' Flay
Fixing up my breakfast
Oh shit
I'm the shit
Griss
I got sauce
And they have none
I got lots
Wanna have some
No you can't
Got a problem
I don't care
About anything
A little bit fucked up
Too much
blastin' some Griss
And when she asks if it's me
I'm just like yeah no shit
My homies don't even listen
But I'mma bring 'em with me when I make it
Cuz I know
aquí, estamos aquí...
Con todo este color ya no existe el griss en mi
Gracias a ti
Aún en la obscuridad estamos aquí, estamos aquí para ti
Para ti...
Oye ese bisne no ne cae tan mal
La pasti se me pego al paladar
Andamos to griss ma negga ya tu sa
Ahora que te toca que te cala eda
Ahora me compre otro
no griss
Those depending on me lookin like the fullest phone list
But I got them all man, and you already know this
On a tight rope, got my balance
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