OMB Peezy, Tee Grizzley - Hell Yeah lyrics
LeParis Kentae Dade Sr.
Tee Grizzley [Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr] Detroit, Michigan, US 🇺🇸
[OMB Peezy, Tee Grizzley - Hell Yeah lyrics]
(Mano, OG Parker)
Look, upscale hotel
I just walked in with a ratchet
And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me
'cause they ain't pick up her baggage
She trippin'
Wonder why all the real niggas keep
Dyin' 'cause these fuck niggas missing
And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of
These lil' hoes 'cause these
Fuck niggas dicking look, hell, yeah, bitch
You fuckin' right I got my pistol with me
Hell, yeah, we ain't got time to fight
Got a lil' hitter with me
Look, fuck no, can't fall
For the trick, bitch, you fake independent
Fuck no
Won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it
I can't sleep at all when I'm deep in beef
I gotta clear that shit
Can't get set up at all, you set me up
Then I gotta kill that bitch
Dreaded up, I should get some wicks
Gon' murk you and whoever you with
And can't everybody go with me
When I'm goin' to hit a lick, yeah
Yeah, I might leave some shit there
I come from the bricks, yeah
You just come to give me head
You ain't layin' in my bed
Get that top, then hit the road
No, I can't go up the road
I'll never sell my soul
Done seen lot of niggas fold
Seen a lot of niggas change
When they get behind them chains
They say they fuckin' mama name
Just not to be the one to blame
You know you better have
Some motherfuckin' aim, boy
'Cause them lil' niggas, they can't wait
To bust your brain, boy, yeah
Look, upscale hotel
I just walked in with a ratchet
And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me
'cause they ain't pick up her baggage
She trippin'
Wonder why all the real niggas keep
Dyin' 'cause these fuck niggas missing
And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of
These lil' hoes 'cause these
Fuck niggas dicking look, hell, yeah, bitch
You fuckin' right I got my pistol with me
Hell, yeah, we ain't got time to fight
Got a lil' hitter with me
Look, fuck no, can't fall
For the trick, bitch, you fake independent
Fuck no, won't hop in the game
Unless I'm tryna win it, oh, yeah
Question asked, we shh, shh
Catch 'em slippin', frrt, frrt
Shoot it 'til it click, click
Niggas really bitches
Play, we gon' fuck up your day
And post outside your mama house
Slide for me, I'll slide for
You, you go to jail, I'll bond you out
(We get you out of there)
These niggas know who not to fuck with
We be clutchin' buttons (Brrt)
These niggas, they got me disgusted
Way too much dick suckin' (Hoes)
These bitches know they can't get
Nothin' but a hard time
You see how these pointers shine, bitch
That come from hard grind
Still trappin', still active, can't help it
That's how we live
Can't fuck with you if you ratted
Free my niggas doin' bids (Real)
Get the addy, we gon' catch 'em
Killers gon' ride past his crib
Call the AR girl fight
Them chopper shots knock off his wig
Look, upscale hotel
I just walked in with a ratchet
And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me
'cause they ain't pick up her baggage
She trippin'
Wonder why all the real niggas keep
Dyin' 'cause these fuck niggas missing
And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of
These lil' hoes 'cause these
Fuck niggas dicking look, hell, yeah, bitch
You fuckin' right I got my pistol with me
Hell, yeah, we ain't got time to fight
Got a lil' hitter with me
Look, fuck no, can't fall
For the trick, bitch, you fake independent
Fuck no
Won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it
Look, upscale hotel
I just walked in with a ratchet
And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me
'cause they ain't pick up her baggage
She trippin'
Wonder why all the real niggas keep
Dyin' 'cause these fuck niggas missing
And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of
These lil' hoes 'cause these
Fuck niggas dicking look, hell, yeah, bitch
You fuckin' right I got my pistol with me
Hell, yeah, we ain't got time to fight
Got a lil' hitter with me
Look, fuck no, can't fall
For the trick, bitch, you fake independent
Fuck no
Won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it
I can't sleep at all when I'm deep in beef
I gotta clear that shit
Can't get set up at all, you set me up
Then I gotta kill that bitch
Dreaded up, I should get some wicks
Gon' murk you and whoever you with
And can't everybody go with me
When I'm goin' to hit a lick, yeah
Yeah, I might leave some shit there
I come from the bricks, yeah
You just come to give me head
You ain't layin' in my bed
Get that top, then hit the road
No, I can't go up the road
I'll never sell my soul
Done seen lot of niggas fold
Seen a lot of niggas change
When they get behind them chains
They say they fuckin' mama name
Just not to be the one to blame
You know you better have
Some motherfuckin' aim, boy
'Cause them lil' niggas, they can't wait
To bust your brain, boy, yeah
Look, upscale hotel
I just walked in with a ratchet
And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me
'cause they ain't pick up her baggage
She trippin'
Wonder why all the real niggas keep
Dyin' 'cause these fuck niggas missing
And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of
These lil' hoes 'cause these
Fuck niggas dicking look, hell, yeah, bitch
You fuckin' right I got my pistol with me
Hell, yeah, we ain't got time to fight
Got a lil' hitter with me
Look, fuck no, can't fall
For the trick, bitch, you fake independent
Fuck no, won't hop in the game
Unless I'm tryna win it, oh, yeah
Question asked, we shh, shh
Catch 'em slippin', frrt, frrt
Shoot it 'til it click, click
Niggas really bitches
Play, we gon' fuck up your day
And post outside your mama house
Slide for me, I'll slide for
You, you go to jail, I'll bond you out
(We get you out of there)
These niggas know who not to fuck with
We be clutchin' buttons (Brrt)
These niggas, they got me disgusted
Way too much dick suckin' (Hoes)
These bitches know they can't get
Nothin' but a hard time
You see how these pointers shine, bitch
That come from hard grind
Still trappin', still active, can't help it
That's how we live
Can't fuck with you if you ratted
Free my niggas doin' bids (Real)
Get the addy, we gon' catch 'em
Killers gon' ride past his crib
Call the AR girl fight
Them chopper shots knock off his wig
Look, upscale hotel
I just walked in with a ratchet
And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me
'cause they ain't pick up her baggage
She trippin'
Wonder why all the real niggas keep
Dyin' 'cause these fuck niggas missing
And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of
These lil' hoes 'cause these
Fuck niggas dicking look, hell, yeah, bitch
You fuckin' right I got my pistol with me
Hell, yeah, we ain't got time to fight
Got a lil' hitter with me
Look, fuck no, can't fall
For the trick, bitch, you fake independent
Fuck no
Won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it