Grimy Shit Part Three by Team Solo Cup Lyrics
[Intro]
If love is surrender
Then whose war is it anyway?
Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come any closer
Cause I dunno how long I can hold my heart in two
[Verse 1: Zilla]
TSC still the gang, and we still the same
Vaughn smoking weed, Culayd fat and I'm still insane
That's your update fuckface so quit the asking
This music's not a joke so quit the laughing
Compare my verse to yours you should quit the rapping
Or quit the acting, Vaughn called ya'll frauds
And I'm agreeing
Fake ass Facebook friends deleting
Not on the web in real life I kill ya'll whilw ya'll sleeping
Compilation number three
Third times a charm
Or in this fucking case
Third times a bomb
ZFunkflex kamikaze
Shooting at these niggas more than the paparazzi
All about my jews'(jewels) fuck around and pop a Nazi
Or with a white bitch giving toppy extra sloppy
Nigga call me papi
Cause all of ya'll my sons
Hear my footsteps coming nigga you better run
Zilla
[Verse 2: Vaughn]
Muhfucka better watch who you talking to
What's your mom's address I need a spot to send your coffin to
Make her snort a blue
Then I bet she'll call me her boo
Now she's addicted
Lets be realistic
My mind may be twisted
Like a Marine reenlisted I d cleagot heart
You couldn't beat this fat nigga with a head start
More animals around me, than Noah's ark
I drop bombs on rappers, Tony Stark
Like Ironman I'm so fresh and clean
Blue dream like fuel
Working like a fucking mule
Ya'll just some donkeys
I'm counting green like them honkeys
Too much to fucking handle, get off me
I melt mic's like frosty
But no shinig round here
I was raised off tough love and fear
Hennessy and beer
You know I'm getting faded
Celebrating griminess and I know they hate it
Vaughn
If love is surrender
Then whose war is it anyway?
Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come any closer
Cause I dunno how long I can hold my heart in two
[Verse 1: Zilla]
TSC still the gang, and we still the same
Vaughn smoking weed, Culayd fat and I'm still insane
That's your update fuckface so quit the asking
This music's not a joke so quit the laughing
Compare my verse to yours you should quit the rapping
Or quit the acting, Vaughn called ya'll frauds
And I'm agreeing
Fake ass Facebook friends deleting
Not on the web in real life I kill ya'll whilw ya'll sleeping
Compilation number three
Third times a charm
Or in this fucking case
Third times a bomb
ZFunkflex kamikaze
Shooting at these niggas more than the paparazzi
All about my jews'(jewels) fuck around and pop a Nazi
Or with a white bitch giving toppy extra sloppy
Nigga call me papi
Cause all of ya'll my sons
Hear my footsteps coming nigga you better run
Zilla
[Verse 2: Vaughn]
Muhfucka better watch who you talking to
What's your mom's address I need a spot to send your coffin to
Make her snort a blue
Then I bet she'll call me her boo
Now she's addicted
Lets be realistic
My mind may be twisted
Like a Marine reenlisted I d cleagot heart
You couldn't beat this fat nigga with a head start
More animals around me, than Noah's ark
I drop bombs on rappers, Tony Stark
Like Ironman I'm so fresh and clean
Blue dream like fuel
Working like a fucking mule
Ya'll just some donkeys
I'm counting green like them honkeys
Too much to fucking handle, get off me
I melt mic's like frosty
But no shinig round here
I was raised off tough love and fear
Hennessy and beer
You know I'm getting faded
Celebrating griminess and I know they hate it
Vaughn