Lyrics:
mammy sweet life feeling kind of lazy
Let's skip the flick sit back light up and get hazy cozy cuddle
We can't go outside, it's raining puddles
Get in
on the map, that's NASA
I ain't no millennial, I backpacked back here
I am from the nitty, all of that lack action
I am from the gritty where the lions roam
chauffeur
Butt naked on yo sofa
While you bend your back for her
I bend her ass over
Onto the nitty gritty, gave her pussy a wet willy
I'm silly, no 2% milk
My dawgs independent
My dawgs make moves
Your guys in the clearance
Nigga this is what I do
Hope the real ones hear it
Hope they know that we
it but you're on it
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[ VERSE 3: DCQ ]
Well let's take it down to the nitty gritty
The dot-dot-ditty from the fourth largest city
Where is
at the right time
But crumbled in my hands
I guess it just wasn't mine
I like to think I'm one of a kind
Instead of one of many
But sometimes that makes life
to the nitty gritty
My flow super hard I'm buzzing around the city
My hussle undeniable it's something like nipsey's
But if you get me amped up then I can turn
was in the nitty gritty I was selling out my spot
Then I came home we got litty niggas beefing send the drop
When we flying we got blikys we got sticks
to the end from the intro
Park it by the river, yeah I'm a getter
Dancing in the headlights, get a goodnight kiss before we leave
All I needed was, keys
Keys
with a bud light
With you by my side
And I've been drivin' back roads tryna' get home
Playing country songs on my radio
Driving fast so I can go slow
on us ohh ouu
We was the bad kids in the back of the bus back of the bus
Yeah, I lace up the shoes then I run through the city
Bitch I'm from New York it
hundred fifties
Jhenney from the nitty gritty counting big pennies
If your talking to my bitty better keep it friendly
I been laughing at you jokes all
it's grimey and gritty
It's a jungle out here
I stay in one of the worst cities
In the United States
Better protected then diddy
In good hands like
rappers that be in my genre they don't ever view it
Gotta prove yourself by gettin numbers or they never choosin
Niggas carin more about the clout then
at that
Yall been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
Yall won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in the flesh I'm comin live
pressing forward
Uhh and it's like that
For anybody that knows me
They know I'm the type that
If I like that
I'ma write that
I'ma smite that
I'ma fight back
bitchie and get to the nitty gritty
And she's not really that pretty
But her ass is looking thicky ay
I got a head start like one two Mississippi
Everybody
once told by Frank Nitty
What's the dilly? Niggas still frontin' Willy
Actin' like they ahead o' the game
Put the four-point-six in the Range
but it's rough
You thought you done it in a day
But Rome was never built this way
Twenty calls that you get
Tellin' you to take a break, but I can
on the curb
It's the New Bag Gang don't pass me no dirt
Rappers talking out they ass
Breath smelling like Turds
Niggaz in the Ghetto
Trying to move up
the alcoholics
That pussy is probably Haunted
Don't know why
I still want it
Met her on a Saturday
In love with her by Sunday Morning
She a lil bitty
Down with
if it's new, its in the past.
Everything goes by so fast.
Upstaged by the supporting cast.
don't ask the girlfriend to throw it away,
It'll be in
and I'ma bust back 'til they fall
And I ain't even slangin' them thangs
I'm hollerin one-eight-seven you trippin wit Strange
I'm really real wit it, like
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
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