Gem Drop (feat. Swab)
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๐ Lyrics
Once again
These niggas wanna be Scarface, then forget the endin' (uh-huh)
Chasin' attention, you'll be popular when your death is trendin'
Couple official niggas is in it, the rest pretended
I'm Kyrie Irving with the ball, you're the ref defendin' (uh-huh)
A mixed match, crossed, stepped back then drive the lane
I've been posturizin' lanes since my first game (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Seen it on the ambulance pull up, then the hearse came
Another bloodbath, killin' shit in the worst way
Fuck outta here, no get kid next to me with the wordplay
Bare first the couple of thousands to prefer pain
When I'm describin' all of my peers, I use the word, "Prey"
I chase 'em down like a cheetah to rip off they face (uh)
Of course, I say grace before I eat your food, that's just the custom (uh-huh)
Tryna double the duckets, I had to cut the substance (I did)
Leveled up, now it's raw like no rubber fuckin'
And death is one off course, like the sleep's other cousin
Damn right, these rappers suck, they shoulda stuck to hustlin' (you niggas trash)
Or stayed at the stockroom in Walmart
I'm a Allstar, been hittin' shit out the ballpark
Sorta like Ken Griffey and Sammy Sosa when his skin was dark
Attracted to the money, like blood in the water around a shark
Outed every knife from the drawyer, I'm the most sharp (uh-huh)
All skilled like Phil Taylor how I throw the darts
They're accurate, like a army sniper killin' marks
I used to hustle in the park, bags of white in dark
A minor way to monetize off my street smarts
Now I'm tryna clean up all the money like some Ozark
Pay up, if you won't, or blunt forced trauma from a blow
That'll permanently separate you from your soul (that nigga's dead)
Lately I been on a roll, hittin' goals
Havin' my way, changin' the program like the remote control (huh)
Get smoked if you broke the code
You better stay wise, a lot of guys risk they lives to fold the road
Nigga, this the overload, had to hit it with the hammer then the bolder broke
And then I sold the O (what?)
Cuties love it like the hoes do OVO
You novice niggas ain't got nothin' you can show a pro
This bolo in the dojo, get your shoulder broke
Can't figure out the smell, hold the oldest dope
Burnin' off the spoon
And if you motherfuckin' songs ever come on, we turn off the tune
Fuck outta here, nigga (nigga, what?)
Rewind us, top rhymers
The finest, rap gems so timeless
We stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler
Rewind us, top rhymers
Rap gems so timeless
Stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler, ghetto holler
If it's MC's, rapper, different, I get that
But if you got MC's, you want all lyrical content
I don't give a fuck how many records this motherfucker sold
Or how many fuckin', or how, what his influence was
On the fuckin', uh, fashion industry and shit like that (uh-huh, word)
You know what I mean?
You know certain niggas, when they-, when you hear they verses
You pay attention (attention, right)
Because you know this nigga about to say some shit (right), facts, for real
And that's the whole Griselda
These niggas wanna be Scarface, then forget the endin' (uh-huh)
Chasin' attention, you'll be popular when your death is trendin'
Couple official niggas is in it, the rest pretended
I'm Kyrie Irving with the ball, you're the ref defendin' (uh-huh)
A mixed match, crossed, stepped back then drive the lane
I've been posturizin' lanes since my first game (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Seen it on the ambulance pull up, then the hearse came
Another bloodbath, killin' shit in the worst way
Fuck outta here, no get kid next to me with the wordplay
Bare first the couple of thousands to prefer pain
When I'm describin' all of my peers, I use the word, "Prey"
I chase 'em down like a cheetah to rip off they face (uh)
Of course, I say grace before I eat your food, that's just the custom (uh-huh)
Tryna double the duckets, I had to cut the substance (I did)
Leveled up, now it's raw like no rubber fuckin'
And death is one off course, like the sleep's other cousin
Damn right, these rappers suck, they shoulda stuck to hustlin' (you niggas trash)
Or stayed at the stockroom in Walmart
I'm a Allstar, been hittin' shit out the ballpark
Sorta like Ken Griffey and Sammy Sosa when his skin was dark
Attracted to the money, like blood in the water around a shark
Outed every knife from the drawyer, I'm the most sharp (uh-huh)
All skilled like Phil Taylor how I throw the darts
They're accurate, like a army sniper killin' marks
I used to hustle in the park, bags of white in dark
A minor way to monetize off my street smarts
Now I'm tryna clean up all the money like some Ozark
Pay up, if you won't, or blunt forced trauma from a blow
That'll permanently separate you from your soul (that nigga's dead)
Lately I been on a roll, hittin' goals
Havin' my way, changin' the program like the remote control (huh)
Get smoked if you broke the code
You better stay wise, a lot of guys risk they lives to fold the road
Nigga, this the overload, had to hit it with the hammer then the bolder broke
And then I sold the O (what?)
Cuties love it like the hoes do OVO
You novice niggas ain't got nothin' you can show a pro
This bolo in the dojo, get your shoulder broke
Can't figure out the smell, hold the oldest dope
Burnin' off the spoon
And if you motherfuckin' songs ever come on, we turn off the tune
Fuck outta here, nigga (nigga, what?)
Rewind us, top rhymers
The finest, rap gems so timeless
We stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler
Rewind us, top rhymers
Rap gems so timeless
Stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler, ghetto holler
If it's MC's, rapper, different, I get that
But if you got MC's, you want all lyrical content
I don't give a fuck how many records this motherfucker sold
Or how many fuckin', or how, what his influence was
On the fuckin', uh, fashion industry and shit like that (uh-huh, word)
You know what I mean?
You know certain niggas, when they-, when you hear they verses
You pay attention (attention, right)
Because you know this nigga about to say some shit (right), facts, for real
And that's the whole Griselda
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.00] Once again
[00:01.19] These niggas wanna be Scarface, then forget the endin' (uh-huh)
[00:04.26] Chasin' attention, you'll be popular when your death is trendin'
[00:06.96] Couple official niggas is in it, the rest pretended
[00:09.64] I'm Kyrie Irving with the ball, you're the ref defendin' (uh-huh)
[00:13.01] A mixed match, crossed, stepped back then drive the lane
[00:16.07] I've been posturizin' lanes since my first game (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[00:19.11] Seen it on the ambulance pull up, then the hearse came
[00:22.22] Another bloodbath, killin' shit in the worst way
[00:24.94] Fuck outta here, no get kid next to me with the wordplay
[00:28.04] Bare first the couple of thousands to prefer pain
[00:31.01] When I'm describin' all of my peers, I use the word, "Prey"
[00:33.85] I chase 'em down like a cheetah to rip off they face (uh)
[00:36.98] Of course, I say grace before I eat your food, that's just the custom (uh-huh)
[00:40.33] Tryna double the duckets, I had to cut the substance (I did)
[00:43.16] Leveled up, now it's raw like no rubber fuckin'
[00:46.15] And death is one off course, like the sleep's other cousin
[00:49.29] Damn right, these rappers suck, they shoulda stuck to hustlin' (you niggas trash)
[00:52.22] Or stayed at the stockroom in Walmart
[00:54.86] I'm a Allstar, been hittin' shit out the ballpark
[00:57.67] Sorta like Ken Griffey and Sammy Sosa when his skin was dark
[01:01.25] Attracted to the money, like blood in the water around a shark
[01:04.06] Outed every knife from the drawyer, I'm the most sharp (uh-huh)
[01:07.10] All skilled like Phil Taylor how I throw the darts
[01:09.87] They're accurate, like a army sniper killin' marks
[01:13.13] I used to hustle in the park, bags of white in dark
[01:16.20] A minor way to monetize off my street smarts
[01:19.07] Now I'm tryna clean up all the money like some Ozark
[01:22.05] Pay up, if you won't, or blunt forced trauma from a blow
[01:25.02] That'll permanently separate you from your soul (that nigga's dead)
[01:28.40] Lately I been on a roll, hittin' goals
[01:30.65] Havin' my way, changin' the program like the remote control (huh)
[01:34.21] Get smoked if you broke the code
[01:36.47] You better stay wise, a lot of guys risk they lives to fold the road
[01:40.11] Nigga, this the overload, had to hit it with the hammer then the bolder broke
[01:44.76] And then I sold the O (what?)
[01:46.18] Cuties love it like the hoes do OVO
[01:48.89] You novice niggas ain't got nothin' you can show a pro
[01:51.87] This bolo in the dojo, get your shoulder broke
[01:55.00] Can't figure out the smell, hold the oldest dope
[01:58.23] Burnin' off the spoon
[02:00.01] And if you motherfuckin' songs ever come on, we turn off the tune
[02:04.61] Fuck outta here, nigga (nigga, what?)
[02:07.28] Rewind us, top rhymers
[02:09.40] The finest, rap gems so timeless
[02:12.75] We stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler
[02:19.05] Rewind us, top rhymers
[02:21.75] Rap gems so timeless
[02:25.15] Stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler, ghetto holler
[02:36.89] If it's MC's, rapper, different, I get that
[02:40.12] But if you got MC's, you want all lyrical content
[02:43.12] I don't give a fuck how many records this motherfucker sold
[02:45.13] Or how many fuckin', or how, what his influence was
[02:48.08] On the fuckin', uh, fashion industry and shit like that (uh-huh, word)
[02:51.13] You know what I mean?
[02:52.20] You know certain niggas, when they-, when you hear they verses
[02:56.72] You pay attention (attention, right)
[02:57.83] Because you know this nigga about to say some shit (right), facts, for real
[03:02.98] And that's the whole Griselda
[03:03.47]
[00:01.19] These niggas wanna be Scarface, then forget the endin' (uh-huh)
[00:04.26] Chasin' attention, you'll be popular when your death is trendin'
[00:06.96] Couple official niggas is in it, the rest pretended
[00:09.64] I'm Kyrie Irving with the ball, you're the ref defendin' (uh-huh)
[00:13.01] A mixed match, crossed, stepped back then drive the lane
[00:16.07] I've been posturizin' lanes since my first game (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[00:19.11] Seen it on the ambulance pull up, then the hearse came
[00:22.22] Another bloodbath, killin' shit in the worst way
[00:24.94] Fuck outta here, no get kid next to me with the wordplay
[00:28.04] Bare first the couple of thousands to prefer pain
[00:31.01] When I'm describin' all of my peers, I use the word, "Prey"
[00:33.85] I chase 'em down like a cheetah to rip off they face (uh)
[00:36.98] Of course, I say grace before I eat your food, that's just the custom (uh-huh)
[00:40.33] Tryna double the duckets, I had to cut the substance (I did)
[00:43.16] Leveled up, now it's raw like no rubber fuckin'
[00:46.15] And death is one off course, like the sleep's other cousin
[00:49.29] Damn right, these rappers suck, they shoulda stuck to hustlin' (you niggas trash)
[00:52.22] Or stayed at the stockroom in Walmart
[00:54.86] I'm a Allstar, been hittin' shit out the ballpark
[00:57.67] Sorta like Ken Griffey and Sammy Sosa when his skin was dark
[01:01.25] Attracted to the money, like blood in the water around a shark
[01:04.06] Outed every knife from the drawyer, I'm the most sharp (uh-huh)
[01:07.10] All skilled like Phil Taylor how I throw the darts
[01:09.87] They're accurate, like a army sniper killin' marks
[01:13.13] I used to hustle in the park, bags of white in dark
[01:16.20] A minor way to monetize off my street smarts
[01:19.07] Now I'm tryna clean up all the money like some Ozark
[01:22.05] Pay up, if you won't, or blunt forced trauma from a blow
[01:25.02] That'll permanently separate you from your soul (that nigga's dead)
[01:28.40] Lately I been on a roll, hittin' goals
[01:30.65] Havin' my way, changin' the program like the remote control (huh)
[01:34.21] Get smoked if you broke the code
[01:36.47] You better stay wise, a lot of guys risk they lives to fold the road
[01:40.11] Nigga, this the overload, had to hit it with the hammer then the bolder broke
[01:44.76] And then I sold the O (what?)
[01:46.18] Cuties love it like the hoes do OVO
[01:48.89] You novice niggas ain't got nothin' you can show a pro
[01:51.87] This bolo in the dojo, get your shoulder broke
[01:55.00] Can't figure out the smell, hold the oldest dope
[01:58.23] Burnin' off the spoon
[02:00.01] And if you motherfuckin' songs ever come on, we turn off the tune
[02:04.61] Fuck outta here, nigga (nigga, what?)
[02:07.28] Rewind us, top rhymers
[02:09.40] The finest, rap gems so timeless
[02:12.75] We stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler
[02:19.05] Rewind us, top rhymers
[02:21.75] Rap gems so timeless
[02:25.15] Stealth bomber, gem dropper, make the ghet-ghetto holler, ghetto holler
[02:36.89] If it's MC's, rapper, different, I get that
[02:40.12] But if you got MC's, you want all lyrical content
[02:43.12] I don't give a fuck how many records this motherfucker sold
[02:45.13] Or how many fuckin', or how, what his influence was
[02:48.08] On the fuckin', uh, fashion industry and shit like that (uh-huh, word)
[02:51.13] You know what I mean?
[02:52.20] You know certain niggas, when they-, when you hear they verses
[02:56.72] You pay attention (attention, right)
[02:57.83] Because you know this nigga about to say some shit (right), facts, for real
[03:02.98] And that's the whole Griselda
[03:03.47]