Gorilla Grip lyrics
by Sinoda
Uh huh
D-d-d, d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
Aye, ok, ok, ok
Aye (x4)
Ok
Stick, stick, stick
Pretty b*tch on a big di*k
Tryna ride that sh*t, hit a lick, I don’t miss sh*t
I don’t like the cake so I call the sh*t Bisquick
Nose so runny, so shawty sound sick, sick
Let it rip, let it hit, let it drip
I don’t wanna talk about a b*tch
No lip, with some change and gorilla grip
Pop that sh*t like aye, aye, aye, ok
Motherf*cker, ion love her
Ace of Spades with triple, double
I'mma take your sister's mother
Beat your b*tch ass with a shovel
Yo mama don’t like me, I’m some trouble
With some Jordan 3's I’m like, like, like mike
But the tires they crease on my bike, my bike
Chopper best friend, say sike, ok
D-d-d-d d-dangerous place, tell the other motherf*cker get back, get back
M-m-m-m m-miss my kids but they're all up on her face and her back, ok
He tryna rap ju-just like this but the motherf*cker ain’t no gift, lil' b*tch
He thinks that we are same but the diamonds don’t dance on his wrist, uh huh
"Oh my god are you Ski Mask the Slump God?"
"Shut the f*ck up"
I eat it up like a kid on Halloween, ok, ok, ok
I eat Oreo chips like cookies & cream, like cookies & cream, yuh
Don’t really give a f*ck, don’t give no f*ck, don’t give no
Got pistols in the trunk, up in the truck, up in the
Might go and get real drunk, I'll get real drunk, I'll get real
I like the f*ckery, watch me walk my strut, ok, ok, ok
Stick, stick, stick
Pretty b*tch on a big di*k
Tryna ride that sh*t, hit a lick, I don’t miss sh*t
I don’t like the cake so I call the sh*t Bisquick
Nose so runny, so shawty sound sick, sick
Let it rip, let it hit, let it drip
I don’t wanna talk about a b*tch
No lip, with some change and gorilla grip
Pop that sh*t like aye, aye, aye, ok