Stainless Steel lyrics

by

Frosty


[Intro: Tee Grizzley & DigDat]
M1OnTheBeat
Blue Lambo, Nipsey
Bring the clip back, empty
My Rambo went rusty
How can that steel be stainless?
I drop a four on my Chevy
Ice just make a b*tch go dizzy
These f*ckboys chasin' clout
How them boys there still not famous?

[Verse 1: DigDat]
Run man out of their Air Max
S do it bareback, we don't use gloves
Still puttin' semi's in auto's
Only if I squeeze it, I press that clutch
My friends got life for a body
And they ain't sorry, free up my brothers
I bought too much Balmain
But feel like I need more colours
Step in a yard with Dior runners
I just want top, don't need those rubbers
I hate when they leave makeup
Fix up, but I still let her kiss on me neck
Put twenty bags in my mattress
Can't let any b*tch just sit on this bed
That's four-fifty on my tee
Just cost me more than a half of B
My Rambo went rusty
How can that steel be stainless?
These f*ck n*ggas chasin' clout
How them boys there still not famous?
Where was they when I was prayin' for parole?
Had to file the appeal with papers
And the devil tried take away my soul
So I step in the field with shavers
I ain't signing a deal for change, that's shameless
Get it all back from these razors
I got all this pain, take gas from my throat
How I cope when I fight these demons
Lost all my bros for a long time
Still don't know when they're gonna see freedom
And my heart's scarred, ain't healin'
Jakes on my back, like f*ck how I'm feelin'
Lost love but I never lost hope in dreamin'
We was in the streets all evenin'
Got a big back ting doin' up Snaps
Like, come to the crib, stop teasin'
[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
I'm tryna fly out to London
Heard the money was abundant
Custom Louis V suit
You only gon' know if you look at the buttons
You n*ggas users
I respect the dealer n*gga, never the customer
If it weren't for them, the bag prolly wouldn't got-got
I take care of my smugglers
If I stack these hunnids, it'll look just like Blue Towers
Shoutout to DigDat
We don't respond to opps
So when n*ggas die, they wonder who did that
Brand new G63, it's complicated
Got a dollar on the Benz app
Real big n*gga, no six pack
Just big racks, big guns, no kick back
No red beam, red dot on the scope
I hit up a b*tch from a distance
Light skin thot, thick and pretty
f*ck her then I forgot she existed
Tryna take over the charts
It can't be hard, we took over the trenches
If you a rook, don't worry 'bout what the king doin' n*gga
Play your position
Big bag, I'ma f*ck it up
Bad b*tch said she gon' f*ck it up
In the club havin' fun but we'll f*ck it up
Slap n*ggas suited out, them n*ggas cuttin' up
They ain't gon' play with us, n*ggas ain't dumb enough
Treadmill talk n*gga, watch how I run it up
Heard big dawg put you and you f*cked it up
Heard he ain't kill you, it puzzled us
Blue Lambo, Nipsey
Bring the clip back, empty
I drop a four on my Chevy
Ice just make a b*tch go dizzy
I'm only scared of the one in the mirror
Hoes that I cut off, n*ggas Amiri
Real big dawg, no rappin', I'm serious
AR go off, look at boy on his period, bow
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