paroles de chanson That's That Shit - Og Grip

That's that shit
And everybody wanna hit
Pass around bust it down
For the click
Sauce on drip swag on pimp
You can tell
By the way a nigga limp uh
Bag that lick stack them chips
Trick a rack then flip
Make it back right quick
Let's get rich
Hundred carats on the wrist
For the baddest little bitch
Make clap clap uh

Mind state on Pluto yeah
Five personalities Menudo
Maybe four who knows
But I don't judo
Figure four's the more
He lyin' fuck if you know
Kudos you done
Entered the runnin'
Searchin' for you know
More than what we got
Too hot to pass up euros
Leapin' right through loopholes
Creepin' lurkin' like two hoes
On a pirexpedition extra careful
Tryna avoid a earful
Or slap to the earhole
Ain't condonin' just a metaphor
Nowadays they extra soft
It's not like before
Bitches we would
Throw to the wolves
They wifin' those
Like the chick
But just don't love the ho
Fuck you fightin' for
She love to go let the ho ho
Put a tag on the product
Nigga get the dough
Put your heart in paper
And your love into getting more
Yeah

That's that shit
And everybody wanna hit
Pass around
Bust it down for the click
Sauce on drip
Swag on pimp
You can tell
By the way a nigga limp uh
Bag that lick stack them chips
Trick a rack then flip
Make it back right quick
Let's get rich
Hundred carats on the wrist
For the baddest little bitch
Make it clap clap yeah

I'm in love with the lust
It's amazing colonize the bush
Like a Caucasian
Strippers on the pole
Drugs in the basement
Slow your roll
You can't rush greatness
Why everybody so demanding
Fightin' over crumbs I want the whole sandwich
I put in work
My soul on the canvas
Me and OG
The realest on the planet
If I'm lyin'
I get struck by lightning
My wife keep a knife
Might cut through diamonds
Might sing karaoke
Frankie Lymon
But never sing to the feds
Laser beam infrared
Yeah that's that shit
You ever been pistol whipped
At a discotheque
Cause and effect
Kissed on the mistletoe
With the kiss of death

That's that shit
And everybody wanna hit
Pass it round bust it down
For the click
Sauce on drip
Swag on pimp
You can tell
By the way a nigga limp uh
Bag that lick
Stack them chips
Trick a rack then flip
Make it back right quick
Gettin' real deep
Hundred carats on the wrist
For the baddest little bitch
Make it clap clap yeah