Lil Nojo, Lil Griddy - Piña Colada (with Lil Griddy) lyrics

[Lil Nojo, Lil Griddy - Piña Colada with Lil Griddy lyrics]

Fuckers in school telling me
Always in the barber shop
"Griddy ain't 'bout this
Nojo ain't 'bout that"
My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and them
He, he, They say that ngga
Don't be putting in no work
Shut the fuck up
Y'all nggas ain't know shit
All y'all motherfuckers talkin' about
"Griddy ain't no hitter nojo ain't this
Griddy a fake" shut the fuck up
Y'all don't live with that ngga
Y'all know that ngga got
Caught with a ratchet
Shootin' at the police and shit
Ngga been on probation since fuckin'
I don't know when
Motherfucker, stop fuckin' playin'
Him like that them nggas savages out there
If I catch another motherfucker
Talking sweet about Nojo
I'm fucking beatin' they ass
I'm not fucking playin' no more
Y'all know them nggas roll with
Lil Reese and them

Coco with PA and Rum, yeah
We drink that shit
Pina Colada or sum’, yeah, that shit hit
Hit like a picklеball do
By it’s wood racquet
Make the Colada pink by
Stirrin’ thе drank with it
McDonald’s, McDonald’s, yeah holla
I’m Lovin’ It
Nojo & Griddy, yeah holla, We fuckin’ lit
Coco with PA and Rum, yeah
We drink that shit
Pina Colada or sum’, yeah, that shit hit

You spilled that shit, how’s that my fault?
Extra chromosome, lookin’ like an aut
Imma take my watch right out the vault
Shit’s like a winter road without the salt
(what?) that means that my watch is icy
The opposite of the Saguaro Desert
That’s also where I get my Iced Tea
But this track is about Pina Coladas
But in my opinion they too pricey
Arizona Tea only costs about
Ninety - nine cents lil Nojo also presents
The biggest slatt from the Windy City
Yeah his name is Little Griddy
(one, two, three)

It’s Lil Griddy, I’m the hottest in my city
(on god)
My fault, I just took yo bitty (sorry)
Took a PJ to Mexico
Now I’m sippin’ that Pina Colada
(uh huh, sip) you can’t tell me nada (nope)
She callin’ me daddy but I ain’t her papa
(what?)
I got the cheese, not talkin’ about queso
(no) i don’t got cash, but I get them pesos
(pesos) slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt

Coco with PA and Rum, yeah
We drink that shit
Pina Colada or sum’, yeah, that shit hit
Hit like a pickleball do
By it’s wood racquet
Make the Colada pink by
Stirrin’ the drank with it
McDonald’s, McDonald’s, yeah holla
I’m Lovin’ It
Nojo & Griddy, yeah holla, We fuckin’ lit
Coco with PA and Rum, yeah
We drink that shit
Pina Colada or sum’, yeah, that shit hit

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