Nitty Gritty

Don't I know you from somewhere You probably do You know what I'm saying I'm a local neighborhood superhero Yeah, bitch I got to the nitty gritty, got my dough up The four my bro just pulled a little strong, I'm finna throw up The color cocaine white, the Acura, I'm doing donuts These niggas dying, bought them gang signs, watch what you throw up I got to the nit grit, my heart cold like Minnesota I need the rock, I'm finna clutch up Hit the shot, now game over Team on my back, I threw the Uber, put them on a poster I could kill a nigga with a smitter, put them in a glaucoma They know a nigga have emotion Big bread, I'm not loafing I'm finna open, back shopping, when I do, I'm not closing Bitch, why you pull your pants down I want the neck, I'm not poking I need massage with the lotion Big Glock, what I'm toatin That nigga run up, then he stupid, cause he know I'ma blow it I been on your tail, nigga Bet you ain't even know it Real calm and collected If I'm mad, I ain't show it I'm a cold ass nigga, feel at home when it's snowing Caught him in traffic, blow it out I'm like, ayo, gas, take over I got to the nitty gritty, got my dough up The four my bro just pulled a little strong, I'm finna throw up The color cocaine white, the Acura, I'm doing donuts Big Glock, what I'm toasting That nigga run up, then he stupid, cause he know I'ma blow it I been on your tail, nigga Bet you ain't even know it Real calm and collected If I'm mad, I ain't show it I'm a cold ass nigga, feel at home when it's snowing Caught him in traffic, blow it out I'm like, ayo, gas, take over Not Corona, just the gas I was smoking I'm really grinding, finna hit the top Was just at my lowest, bitch I don't even gotta talk, I let the money do it Nitty gritty, money on the floating, bitch, I'm running to it Last I'm in the dust, the finish line, bitch, I was running through it Why this hoe keep begging me to fuck, bitch, I don't wanna do it Ain't gon' keep in touch with every song, because I'm rapping fluid Fuck a thot, bitch, and feed that hoe some Fort Rappers food I really rap your ass up, I'm not a rapping dude Get my first P, then flip that, guess I'm slapping two I'm higher than a rocket, don't get it wrong, I still blast at you I'm looking in the mirror like, damn, Kel, they used to laugh at you Your nigga talking shit, you back it up, I'll put his hat on you I don't even gotta talk, I let the money do it Nitty gritty, money on the floating, bitch, I'm running to it Last I'm in the dust, the finish line, bitch, I was running through it Why this hoe keep begging me to fuck, bitch, I don't wanna do it Ain't gon' keep in touch with every song, because I'm rapping fluid Fuck a thot, bitch, and feed that hoe some Fort Rappers food I really rap your ass up, I'm not a rapping dude Get my first P, then flip that, guess I'm slapping two I'm higher than a rocket, don't get it wrong, I still blast at you I'm looking in the mirror like, damn, Kel, they used to laugh at you Your nigga talking shit, you back it up, I'll put his hat on you I'm a big dog and you a snake, I heard you ratting too Get the fuck out my damn face, I'm in a spazzing mood I treat your bitch like a ceremony, yes, I'm clapping too Step back and blow, I bet he fall, I got handles Blow and knock his fucking lights out, I got candles Slap out the crib, too many rats in the bando Hit the mall, ain't throw no fit on, I'm in sandals These niggas die bout them gang signs, watch what you throw up I got to the nit grit my heart cold like Minnesota These niggas die bout them gang signs, watch what you throw up I got to the nit grit, my heart cold like Minnesota