GRITTY lyrics

[Verse 1: Crady Cott]
Y'all actin like I ain't deserving of a crown
Look back to the first purge to when I stirred sh*t up in the town
Motherf*cker, look at me now
Won't hesitate to beat a b*tch down, like Chris Brown
These b*tches show a frown
When I let a slur or two off
You come around me with that sh*t
I get blew off by your b*tch then your head gets blew off
I get blue off sticking up rich motherf*ckers from the way
Dealing with some new sh*t everyday
Tryna get paid
While you blinded motherf*ckers tryna get laid
So I pimp the ho to you
Bullets fly through you
You dont know about that c*cksucking b*tch, do you?
She f*cking fooled you
You was eating her out
Ripping off her f*cking blouse
While I was cleaning out the house
I made away with your sh*t
'Cause you too f*cking worried 'bout that dumb b*tch

[Chorus]
Woah, keep it clean, no, gritty, posted with the city
f*cked a couple bitties and the whole town litty
b*tch, go pop RJ a titty, yeah, you know that you a fitty
Come up—Come up and f*ck with me, you know this sh*t get gritty
Bad b*tch, Lola, Nicki or Iggy
That b*tch smoke ciggies, so she can't f*ck with me
And you know she can't—can't—can't—can't—can't—can't—can't