Griselda Blanco lyrics

[Intro: Pengz & TwoTwo]
Free all the dawgs
(CLE) CLE, Top Goons, More Real, Triple M (More Real)
Free Chaotic, free Smallz (Huh)
CLE, not Cleveland, n*gga

[Chorus: Pengz & TwoTwo]
Bad b*tches gon' strip (Strip)
Dope boys gon' trap to this
Keep an eye out, don't lack to this (Nah)
Somebody might get slapped to this
They know the real (Real)
Free the dawgs and the demons (Free them)
Take a trip to the East End (Ahh)
CLE, not Cleveland
Top Goons, they my road dawgs (Road dawgs)
My young boys make the place hot (Hot, hot, hot)
Never worried about rat n*ggas
Hug a Prezidenteeh face shot (Bang)
She making bands on the long pole
She bad, she Griselda Blanco (Jheez)
She up, she Griselda Blanco (Jheez)
She bad, she Griselda Blanco

[Verse 1: Pengz & TwoTwo]
Real n*gga, never change up (Nah)
'Bout to f*ck the rap game up (Yeah)
Nicky Barnes ass n*ggas is trapping and ratting
And f*cking the game up
She won't work on her reds (What?)
Tell the dumb b*tch, "Shut up" (Shut up)
I'm Lester Lloyd with the coke
I'm juggin', I think that I'm Dudus (Dudus)
10 bid on the Greyhound, when I was going to the falls
Started off with my More Real n*ggas
We was answering the calls, calls, calls
I link Two for the high heat (Facts)
Opp b*tches try and line me (Facts)
So many n*ggas try to fly me (Facts)
Woah, woah, I had a dream of a boatload
f*ck it, call me El Pengo
Trap, trap like a narco
Free all the dawgs and the demons
On range with the orange on
CLE like Lebanon
f*ck that, call it Le-ietnam
[Chorus: Pengz]
Bad b*tches gon' strip
Dope boys gon' trap to this
Keep an eye out, don't lack to this
Somebody might get slapped to this
They know the real
Free the dawgs and the demons
Take a trip to the East End
CLE, not Cleveland
Top Goons, they my road dawgs
My young boys make the place hot
Never worried about rat n*ggas
Hug a Prezidenteeh face shot
She making bands on the long pole
She bad, she Griselda Blanco
She up, she Griselda Blanco
She bad, she Griselda Blanco

[Verse 2: TwoTwo]
CLE, not Cleveland (Cleveland)
Free the dawgs and the demons (Demons)
.40 leave him with Jesus (Gone)
Fly a n*gga, no G6
Woah, woah
Told shorty, "Break a pack down" (Pack down)
Eight runners in my trap house (Trap house)
Ask Pengz, I'm the man now (Facts)
Whipping work like it's Tango (Whip)
Fifth grains like a mango (Mango)
f*ck around, get your man smoked
b*tch, I'm pulling strings like a banjo
Started off with a Cuban
Taking change in the bando
David Blaine made a pack go
Now my pockets looking like Fat Joe
Hating on me, that's your fault
You was answering no calls
No outcalls made the telly boom
She made 10 bands out the telly room
Room (Huh?), room (Huh?)
I don't f*ck with no shelly goons (Nah)
Baby 9 got a kick (Kick)
Guaranteed to make your belly move (Boom)
[Chorus: Pengz]
Bad b*tches gon' strip
Dope boys gon' trap to this
Keep an eye out, don't lack to this
Somebody might get slapped to this
They know the real
Free the dawgs and the demons
Take a trip to the East End
CLE, not Cleveland
Top Goons, they my road dawgs
My young boys make the place hot
Never worried about rat n*ggas
Hug a Prezidenteh face shot
She making bands on the long pole
She bad, she Griselda Blanco
She up, she Griselda Blanco
She bad, she Griselda Blanco