Get a Grip feat. DBA Big Bad Jojo by Yung Grippy Lyrics
(Yung Grippy)
(Okay)
(Big Bad Jojo comin into town)
(Verse 1)
[Big Bad Jojo}
Im strapped up with that deuce deuce (boom boom)
Your mom looks like a moose moose
Ill chop you down like bruce bruce (EEYAH)
Curb stomp you with these Bape shoes
I dont slurp off that grape juice
Bitch you a fuckin fruit loop
Yung Grip make your mom loose loose (loose)
Your girl just made us coose coose
IGR you know i been with it
Your wig you know i will split it
Yung Grip just got your mom's digits
Come for ya neck, i been viscous
Stay ruthless I got no limits
My PP is extended
Dont give a fuck if you offended
Your mom just got her guts blended
(Ay) (Wuh) Pull up and get it rackin
Yung Grip got your mommy gaggin
Your bitch look like Bilbo Baggins (Wuh)
(Ay) Dont be mad cuz we gettin some traction
Our efforts are only a fraction
And you just a bitch and we laughin
(Verse 2)
[DBA]
(Grip) We grab and squeeze (squeeze)
Turn you to a pulp I got your bitch rubbin my feet (Ay)
Like your mom, I am a thug I am a don (Yuh)
You're not shit pussy boy you're just a pon (Ay)
Im holding life taker in my palms (WUh)
Your bitch is old enough to be my mom
When Im spitting bars, they're dropping like they're bombs
I explode on her face then Im gone (gone)
Wake up in the mornin and Im clutchin on this Glock
Walk outside while I wear Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
You can't rap so pass it off like a baton (like a baton)
You're so stupid ay, fuckin moron (yuh)
I eat her pussy like soup when im quenched ayy
Your bitch pussy get so wet when i flex ayy (flex)
You fuckin squee I got your bich on her knees (yuh)
When we in this shit she singing high notes low key
And if I tell a bitch to freeze, then they gon freeze
Yung Grip, wearin Jesus sandals (Jesus sandals)
We ready for battle
Put you in a spliff knock you down you'll get dismantled
Acting like we dont ball we got the handles
And when these bitches call they could get a sample
(well hello there, I will now proceed to fuck your mom)
(Verse 3)
[Yung Grippy]
The game is what i trample
Yung Grip is a vandal
I got this shit handled
And Im litter than a candle (ooh)
My cum sock's in a drawer
I see your mom at the store (ooh)
Your girl is a whore (ouh)
And your bitch is at my door (ayy)
I nut in your mom
Your dad was at Somme (Somme)
Im never calm
My dick's an atomic bomb
Call her Hiroshima, cuz she'll feel my peenah
Call her Nagasaki cuz ill fill her like a stocking (ooh)
Call me the king because i got some bling
Im the king of the ring and my diamonds got some sheen (ayy)
My cum is so icky
Bitches give me stiffies (ouh)
Bitches say its icky but they still give me the stiffy (stiffy)
Parites are litty
I eat on that kitty (cat)
Some bitch showed her titty while her man threw a fitty (fit)
Im better than Ric Flair
IIve got nice hair (ayy)
Fucked her so hard she need a wheelchair (bruh)
[Yung Grippy]
Uhh, this one goes out to my mom
I know you're hearing this song so uh, hi
Hows it goin, alright see you
(Okay)
(Big Bad Jojo comin into town)
(Verse 1)
[Big Bad Jojo}
Im strapped up with that deuce deuce (boom boom)
Your mom looks like a moose moose
Ill chop you down like bruce bruce (EEYAH)
Curb stomp you with these Bape shoes
I dont slurp off that grape juice
Bitch you a fuckin fruit loop
Yung Grip make your mom loose loose (loose)
Your girl just made us coose coose
IGR you know i been with it
Your wig you know i will split it
Yung Grip just got your mom's digits
Come for ya neck, i been viscous
Stay ruthless I got no limits
My PP is extended
Dont give a fuck if you offended
Your mom just got her guts blended
(Ay) (Wuh) Pull up and get it rackin
Yung Grip got your mommy gaggin
Your bitch look like Bilbo Baggins (Wuh)
(Ay) Dont be mad cuz we gettin some traction
Our efforts are only a fraction
And you just a bitch and we laughin
(Verse 2)
[DBA]
(Grip) We grab and squeeze (squeeze)
Turn you to a pulp I got your bitch rubbin my feet (Ay)
Like your mom, I am a thug I am a don (Yuh)
You're not shit pussy boy you're just a pon (Ay)
Im holding life taker in my palms (WUh)
Your bitch is old enough to be my mom
When Im spitting bars, they're dropping like they're bombs
I explode on her face then Im gone (gone)
Wake up in the mornin and Im clutchin on this Glock
Walk outside while I wear Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
You can't rap so pass it off like a baton (like a baton)
You're so stupid ay, fuckin moron (yuh)
I eat her pussy like soup when im quenched ayy
Your bitch pussy get so wet when i flex ayy (flex)
You fuckin squee I got your bich on her knees (yuh)
When we in this shit she singing high notes low key
And if I tell a bitch to freeze, then they gon freeze
Yung Grip, wearin Jesus sandals (Jesus sandals)
We ready for battle
Put you in a spliff knock you down you'll get dismantled
Acting like we dont ball we got the handles
And when these bitches call they could get a sample
(well hello there, I will now proceed to fuck your mom)
(Verse 3)
[Yung Grippy]
The game is what i trample
Yung Grip is a vandal
I got this shit handled
And Im litter than a candle (ooh)
My cum sock's in a drawer
I see your mom at the store (ooh)
Your girl is a whore (ouh)
And your bitch is at my door (ayy)
I nut in your mom
Your dad was at Somme (Somme)
Im never calm
My dick's an atomic bomb
Call her Hiroshima, cuz she'll feel my peenah
Call her Nagasaki cuz ill fill her like a stocking (ooh)
Call me the king because i got some bling
Im the king of the ring and my diamonds got some sheen (ayy)
My cum is so icky
Bitches give me stiffies (ouh)
Bitches say its icky but they still give me the stiffy (stiffy)
Parites are litty
I eat on that kitty (cat)
Some bitch showed her titty while her man threw a fitty (fit)
Im better than Ric Flair
IIve got nice hair (ayy)
Fucked her so hard she need a wheelchair (bruh)
[Yung Grippy]
Uhh, this one goes out to my mom
I know you're hearing this song so uh, hi
Hows it goin, alright see you