Pouya, Ramirez - Bacon, Eggs, And Grits lyrics

Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful

Whippin' on the woodgrain like
I'm Mario Andretti
Bass knockin' out the trunk
I hit the switches on the Chevy
Rims spin, thinkin' that you ballin'
But the bank account gon' end
Catch a pussy while you slidin'
Only speak in money
So you better learn the language
Choppa hangin' on my neck
With the tag I'm engraved in
Boy, you fakin'
I can see through your façade
I've been known
To G-check a motherfucker
Pull a sucka card
Deep up in the trenches like I'm Rambo
Bacon, eggs, and grit's, but, baby
Make sure that they're scrambled
Polish all my shoes, get my coat
Wipe down a hunnid spokes (Huh?)
Twist me up a blunt, then light it up
Then you can go (Bitch)

Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful

I used to dream of
Maseratis, Bentleys, spaceships racin'
Cadillac on them Daytons
Can't be waitin' patient
Back to the basics
Bad to the bone, better calm me down
They wanna kill me every city I go to
Ten-deep, guerilla warfare
When we roll through
Energy on the rise, enemies get to die
Somebody gon' get victimized
I don't wanna meet the reaper yet
So I'm duckin' the drive-bys
Side-eyes that tell lies
I abide by the set laws of my guys
Stay loyal, fuck these hoes
They makin' my blood boil
When I die, bury me
With that Miami soil
I'm a Dade County boy
Don't you forget about it
Ride around my city with my bitch
And my four-five right by me
Yuh

Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful
Y'all can't even get on my level
You niggas minuscule
Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin
You really pitiful