Tee Grizzley x Payroll Giovanni - Payroll Posted by RAP OU CRĒVE 25 MAR 2020, 19:24 Share this : Share this: 570 Share this : Share this: Subscribe to RAP OU CRĒVE Share this : Share this: 0 LYRICS Chorus: Tee Grizzley Backend all hundreds, they know how I want it When we slide all choppers, they know how I'm coming Tried to hide at his momma's, ain’t no hidin’ from me Sent you a picture of her house, come out, dummy Hit-Boy Verse 1: Tee Grizzley Spray on cologne (What's that?) That's eleven hundred (Okay) The shoe on my feet, a pound a run, Dior runners (Wooh) My whole 'fit cost about ten bands All together 60 racks 'cause I got 50 in my pants I, looked up to Payroll growin', lil' bitch I'm from the D Play with the yayo growin' up, lil' bitch I'm from the streets Lil' bro be bangin' and you know how my lil' nigga bleed Put on that mask, knock on your door, this shit ain’t trick or treat Niggas out here broke, I promise I don't feel sorry You ain't show up on no money but you showed up to that party (Backwards) Broke ass nigga, I don't feel sorry for you Barely legally retarded, every month they boy get money, ayy Can't let no hoe get in my head 'cause ain't no hoe in me And get the fuck out asap when you get off your knees In Miami, me and Zoey on them skis We ain't out here havin' fun, we out here lookin' for some keys, nigga I heard they floatin' 'round them water, had to come and see (I did) Clean nigga in every way but I got dirty piece (Smoke) Nigga owe me, make 'em roll and he gon' work for free (On gang) You cut me off, it hurt but you hurt yourself more than me (Bitch) Niggas praise and respect too much hoe shit (Too much hoe shit) He too friendly with the opps, get 'em both zip (Get 'em both) Hot nigga, keep a cold bitch, froze wrist Granny called like "You on the news", I'm like "Oh shit" Let me hit that shit, now you can say you fucked a killer bitch (Bitch)They ain't with us, they against us, fuck them niggas bitch (Fuck 'em)Jumpin' out the Benz truck with the cutter nigga (Grrra)'Cause every day it's a new reason not to trust these niggasAin't nobody gettin' away with doin' no bitch shit (At all)I don't drink 'cause I get drunk and I talk big shitSneak dissin' won't do shit but get your bitch hitWhen you see me shut your mouth or get your shit split (Boy)Do my dirt by myself don't need assistance (Don't need assistance)You hatin' me and I don't know that you exist, bitch (Don't even know)She text her homegirl like "Look at wrist, bitch"She text back "I seen him first, get off his dick, bitch"Criminals or millionaires, nigga I'm bothWhen you come that, they follow you, you know how it goI know exactly where I'm from and who I am, I ain't ashamedBut the love ain't the same after fame, that's a shameI be fresh but I ain't Gunna, give a fuck about no clothesSwear I care 'bout everything but give a fuck about no hoeListen we is not the same, you say "door", I say "dough"You say "floor", I say "flow", you say "for sure", I say "fasho"Niggas diss rap niggas but they won’t show up to no showYour momma must've been a hoe 'cause you call everybody broI only wanna hit her 'cause she thick and she fineLooks matter, shit if God don't like ugly, why should I? (Aye bitch) Chorus: Tee GrizzleyBackend all hundreds, they know how I want it (They know)When we slide all choppers, they know how I'm coming (They know)Tried to hide at his momma's, ain’t no hidin’ from me (What?)Sent you a picture of her house, come out, dummy (Grrra) Verse 2: Payroll GiovanniWhen you see me, I'm with the same teamAnd I still got my clientele from my mid-teensGotta watch for them people, they tryna pin kingsIf they livin' like kingpins, with some legit dreamsI started out small time but I had big dreamsI used to nickel and dime, right on my ten speedShe compare the man to Pay, I told her, "Bitch, please"You begged the hoe to stay, I told her, "Bitch, leave"This watch over thirty K, this a brick sleeveThis a small beneficial when you big leagueYou flipped the script on your people, I just filp G'sI used to fill fiends needles, now they feelin' meThey like "Oh yeah, Fenkell in this bitch"If his watch melt, we gon' be sinkin' in this bitchThe game natural to me, I be seasonin' this shitYou just in the way, what is your reason to exist?Three niggas with me but we leavin' in the 6Might see me on 5 Mile, fleein' from a flipSmellin' like new money, reekin' through a fitCount money, stash money then retreat to a trip (Nigga) Back to: Videos Clips