Grown Boy lyrics

[Intro]
Sucked my di*k that's a true fact
Brrrrrrt, true fact true fact true fact (background talking)
Baby girl you do the most
Wanna f*ck with Uno Dos
b*tch, best rapper alive
Xan with that lean is the combination
Uno Dos, Uno, Uno
Whoo ooh

[Verse 1]
n*gga, don't let em in
Spelling Bee Queen, Double S Letterman
I got too much pride to be prejudice
I got too much narc got kirk with me
Curtain call when I walk in it
n*ggas die b*tches curse and lift up their dress
Four when I sever it, karo in cabinents
n*gga, I know how to get rid of evidence
On the Team Rocket, I blast off
I still miss the mouth on my last hoe
I came by mistake that's my fault
So I f*cked the b*tch in her as*h*le
Since Coral Springs High I had two phones
Young n*gga, you know I stay ten toes (Deep!)
Know that GPA 1 point 0
f*ck em f*ck em where did that sh*t go
[Hook]
You think it’s easy to keep her
I got yo b*tch in a sleeper
I used to sell drugs by the bleachers
Now I could f*ck all my teachers
You bought that Coach bag for a cheap hoe
Supreme coat jacket in cheetah
O.G since 2013
Ike on the mic like I’m Tina
I’m a grown boy I'm a, I'm a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I'm a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy

[Verse 2]
Booney Booney boy boy, goofy loser boy
Free Juice and Goony boy, boy I learned from Looney boy
I’m Tyson eat the box, Floyd forty-nine the hoe
I’m Kenshi wanna boy toy
Bounce all on ma boing boing
These lames cannot be serious
Infrared for those inferiors
Everyone’s watching feel bad for you
I know that sh*t must be embarrassing
I’m petty so you know she rub my head
I f*ck her I might verify that b*tch
No punctuation failed my English test
So now I f*ck hoes on they periods (I do!)
My check up, just look at my get up
You fed up come get you a head up
I’m so special so special so special
Thirty-eight on my leather get with her
I upset her, I didn’t wanna hit her
Watched the Westbrooks and I got my di*k up
Popped a Perc but the hood is Viagra
Shut my eyes and imagine she India
Them hoes they filled with the left
You at Burlington, browsing through racks
See me I just do til death
You call her phone, she went deaf
You the type of n*gga argue with yo girl and get slapped
Chain thinner than a b*tch but it could still get snatched
Gimmie one year, I'm eating Emma Roberts from the back
Bet I put her on the track, that's a true fact
[Hook]
You think it’s easy to keep her
I got yo b*tch in a sleeper
I used to sell drugs by the bleachers
Now I could f*ck all my teachers
You bought that Coach bag for a cheap hoe
Supreme coat Jacket in cheetah
O.G since 2013
Ike on the mic like I'm Tina
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy

[Bridge]
Grown boy sh*t grown boy grown boy sh*t
Grown boy glo'd on you b*tch
Glo'd up, glowing on you b*tch
Grown boy sh*t grown boy grown boy sh*t
Hands up hands up b*tch if you sucked my di*k

[Hook]
You think it’s easy to keep her
I got yo b*tch in a sleeper
I used to sell drugs by the bleachers
Now I could f*ck all my teachers
You bought that Coach bag for a cheap hoe
Supreme coat Jacket in cheetah
O.G since 2013
Ike on the mic like I'm Tina
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy
I’m a grown boy I’m a, I’m a grown boy