Tee Grizzley, YNW Melly - Lost and Found lyrics
Tee Grizzley [Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr] Detroit, Michigan, US 🇺🇸
[Tee Grizzley, YNW Melly - Lost and Found lyrics]
Stack, pray, stay out the way
You gon' make it out
Whole brick in the trap
We gon' break it down
Audemar, fuck the plain
We gon' spray it down
Run up on you, ain't no talkin'
We gon' lay you down
Pussy boy
Please don't make a nigga lay you down
Big kahunas on the Glock, monkey nuts
Fifty rounds
Fuck boy better shh, better not make a sound
Leave your ass on the ground
Leave your ass lost and found
Oh oh, okay, okay, he want a flick, huh huh
Okay, I heard that nigga got that bag, uh uh
Huh, huh, we need it all, go get the TEC
Uh uh my niggas shootin' shit in
Public, we don't text, okay
Sat in prison all them years
And I came out hard
On the block of no return
Shoot at unknown cars
I got two sides to me, half grizzly
Half shark jump in that water or them
Woods and get ripped apart
This assault rifle so big
This bitch can come apart
I remember stealin' bikes
Now I got auto-start
Melly, slatt slatt slatt
That's that gang talk and fuck a chain
I'll snatch a nigga brain off
Ass on, I want to ride on her
She a lot, uh uh, he surprised I'm hung, yeah
Beat that pussy bitch, with the 223
I been totin' sticks before puberty, huh
All these freaky bitches see the truth in me
Huh
She's like Melly, baby, you abusing me, hmm
And we made it out of poverty, uh
Thirty thousand on the Cuban link, uh
This shit here what I'm distributing
Good dope in Detroit, yeah, distributing
Uh, ooh-E he on addy, I'm on lean, nah
Ooh she say she popped a bean, uh
Nut on her face like, "Maybe it's Maybelline"
Fuck a nigga's bitch good
She ain't gon' go back to him
Gave an opp the whole thirty
Felt like I owed that to him
And Doc ain't shootin' just to shoot
That boy know what he doin'
And fuck niggas, that ain't my business
I don't know what they doin'
And Block ain't pimpin' just to pimp
He got the hoes lit
Have my Bloods put some blood
On your whole fit
That Instagram bitch you like
She sucked the whole dick
And I don't trust her, I'm fuckin'
Clutchin' my four-fifth
They been screamin' up the block
Cops ain't even carin'
If them bitches get behind me
They gon' get embarrassed
Melly, where the Florida hoes
Nigga? Sharing is caring
If we doin' drill together
They gon' think we terrorists
You gon' make it out
Whole brick in the trap
We gon' break it down
Audemar, fuck the plain
We gon' spray it down
Run up on you, ain't no talkin'
We gon' lay you down
Pussy boy
Please don't make a nigga lay you down
Big kahunas on the Glock, monkey nuts
Fifty rounds
Fuck boy better shh, better not make a sound
Leave your ass on the ground
Leave your ass lost and found
Oh oh, okay, okay, he want a flick, huh huh
Okay, I heard that nigga got that bag, uh uh
Huh, huh, we need it all, go get the TEC
Uh uh my niggas shootin' shit in
Public, we don't text, okay
Sat in prison all them years
And I came out hard
On the block of no return
Shoot at unknown cars
I got two sides to me, half grizzly
Half shark jump in that water or them
Woods and get ripped apart
This assault rifle so big
This bitch can come apart
I remember stealin' bikes
Now I got auto-start
Melly, slatt slatt slatt
That's that gang talk and fuck a chain
I'll snatch a nigga brain off
Ass on, I want to ride on her
She a lot, uh uh, he surprised I'm hung, yeah
Beat that pussy bitch, with the 223
I been totin' sticks before puberty, huh
All these freaky bitches see the truth in me
Huh
She's like Melly, baby, you abusing me, hmm
And we made it out of poverty, uh
Thirty thousand on the Cuban link, uh
This shit here what I'm distributing
Good dope in Detroit, yeah, distributing
Uh, ooh-E he on addy, I'm on lean, nah
Ooh she say she popped a bean, uh
Nut on her face like, "Maybe it's Maybelline"
Fuck a nigga's bitch good
She ain't gon' go back to him
Gave an opp the whole thirty
Felt like I owed that to him
And Doc ain't shootin' just to shoot
That boy know what he doin'
And fuck niggas, that ain't my business
I don't know what they doin'
And Block ain't pimpin' just to pimp
He got the hoes lit
Have my Bloods put some blood
On your whole fit
That Instagram bitch you like
She sucked the whole dick
And I don't trust her, I'm fuckin'
Clutchin' my four-fifth
They been screamin' up the block
Cops ain't even carin'
If them bitches get behind me
They gon' get embarrassed
Melly, where the Florida hoes
Nigga? Sharing is caring
If we doin' drill together
They gon' think we terrorists