Lyrics Miracle - Greggyy

What up, Rio?
What up, bro?
Yeah, I'm on that
Okay, me too,
For real
Look
I need it in a timely fashion, put a race on it
My price from out of thin air, I left some space on it
My plug asked for my picture, hot-ass, then put my face on it
For, he'll get you chased down, you can bank on it
Dog ain't tryna sign to OVO, but I put Drake on him
Broke my heart, we back together, put some tape on it
He said the dope he got a ten, I put a eight on it
I hit the so hard, they gon' put a rape case on me
I broke a chunk and dropped it on the scale, it damn near tipped over
I'm tryna blend in on the back of the bus, should think Rosa
Rest in peace
Free Big Ghetto,, RIP Soda
My blow come from the Africans with some traces of Ebola
For the guys
Chopper hit his brain while he drivin', make him lean over
They had to shave that head bald, like he in chemo
That said he sold a scat, he got it repoed
I'm 'noid I made a play and told him send the bread through Venmo
Auntie was givin' me the game while yours was makin' apple pies
My uncle bougie, he cook his dope with alkaline
Bougie-ass
That too fancy
They caught him in the driveway with his, I was too happy
Real light
His shop went up a hundred points, he got a stock on it
My boy shoot you 'til you fall asleep, he got glaucoma
You get it?
I caught my daddy stealin' from me, put the Glock on him
Tried to pop his ass, that bitch jammed, I wasted Wock'
On it.308 I got is just too big, I had to chop on it
I had to cut it
That nigga brain spilling out his head, I left his top open
Get it?
Punch the dope once and it ain't fall, it can't get hit harder
For some reason, this sand hit me again, I think this brick talkin'
They say I beat my up, beat them attempt charges
Facts
I wonder would his dope jump if I use Flint water?
I wonder
They tryna get they water fixed, I'm havin' dump crisis
For real
Why would I let your drive?
She ain't got no license
Dumb nigga
Yeah, it's gon' jump, Rudy, I cook my dope with well water
A record label called, put 'em on hold, shit, this a sale call
When you jumped off the porch,
I was in the grass like I fell off it
Hit the yay with acetone last night, can't get the smell off it
Can you smell me?
Mm-hmm
Yeah, I can dig that
I order one fetty, one real, now that's a mismatch
Swear to God
If I'm hearin' he a rat, I call an audible
That's when I sold three thousand
Pair of jeans, I feel like Nauticaul
You been in the game for twenty years
Ain't made a mil', you need to start over
My uncle still sell dope, but he legit, he a heart surgeon
He in there workin' on his patient with some hard on him
His phone runt, someone call for a split, he left a heart open
Damn
Whoo
Your unc' a cold cat
I heard a tellin' on his brother, he a cold rat
Snitch
I hear they waitin' on my music in the state pen'
But wait, I got some reggie bowls for Flint, these 18
You would think the plug ain't answer on
The first ring, I called him ten times
Shit, keep middleman in halves, the price was ten-five
I hit it with the Fetty Wap and sold her ten dimes
I ain't heard from her in a week, I think the bitch done doped
While she give me head, bitch, I'm eatin', that's a 6-9
Get it?
This Glock I got ain't got no grip, boy, this a Gen 5