Grady lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you know how we rockin', n*gga
50 gang sh*t, n*gga (50)
No white flags, on gang (You know how we rockin')
Mob ties sh*t, yeah
Sito, Sito, Sito

[Verse]
Gettin' to the money, that's on the daily
n*ggas talkin' down, but that sh*t don't faze me (Gang)
Real street n*gga, that's the way they raised me (Straight up)
Took his ass out, now he tryna erase me (Slime)
Real street n*gga, I can't let her play me
All of my shooters, they really go brazy (Brra, brra)
Two sticks, I keep that sh*t on the daily (Two sticks)
Real jefe, n*gga, you can't replace me (Jefe)
Casok took his ass out, n*gga, he ain't brazy
Two Glocks on me, n*gga, you can't play me (Two Glocks)
Shot his ass out, now his ass in Grady (Brra)
Took his ass out, yeah, I did him shady (Slime, slime)
Been in the trenches since I was a baby (Trenches)
Back then, I was showin' like McGrady
Loyal to the gang, n*gga, you can't trade me
Loyal to the gang, n*gga, you can't trade me (On gang)
Took a n*gga chain, I made the n*gga pay me (Slime)
Can't trust sh*t 'cause this sh*t get shiesty
Say he don't like me, but he ain't gon' fight me
Get a n*gga checked like he rockin' Nike
Got a lil' slime b*tch and she so shiesty (Slime)
Took his ass out, now his ass don't like me
Everybody in my gang, you know they grimy (On gang)
Gangway sh*t, all my n*ggas slimy (Gangway)
Two sticks on me, I can't let 'em try me (Two sticks)
Know real killers and they stay beside me (Killers)
Everybody in my gang be catchin' bodies
Got two Glocks, I can't front nobody (Two Glocks)
Got two killers rockin' sh*t like Nazis
Real mob ties, I'm movin' like a Gotti
Sippin' on lean and I'm in the sprinter (Lean)
Sticked up, n*gga, I can't front no n*gga (Sticked up)
Up the fire on me, I will not surrender (Brra, brra)
In all black, I'm feelin' like a ninja (All black)
Two Glocks on me, I'm a born sinner (Yeah)
He not no real shooter, he is a pretender (On gang)
Run him off the block, he is no real n*gga
That sh*t got real, we put him in the blender
Brra, I just shot in front his n*ggas
We chop sh*t up, n*gga, like it's Triller
All this codeine f*ckin' up my liver (Codeine)
My right-hand man is a contract killer
AK on me, I'm a project n*gga (AK)
All red with them n*ggas, feel like Thriller
Big Bs and you know it's nothin' bigger (Big Bs)
Beam on the Glock, I gave it to my hitter (Red beam)
Trap bands on me, lookin' like a dealer
Bro got a stick, but he ain't no killer