Grilling N****s

Fantom

Aight, from the top

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

You bitches ugly and dusty and none of y'all matter

Money all on me, I'm feeling real flattered

Walk in this bitch, straight drippin' like I was tryna get to the toilet, but I couldn't hold bladder

First class only when I'm not on the jet

All the white folks keep breakin' they neck

They tryna see if I'm black and a threat, but I'm covered in green, they like "Look it's Shrek!"

Bankteller sayin' my shit froze (How?)

Pockets thick as hell like Lizzo (Wow)

Mukbang the beat like Trish, hoe (Damn)

If you piss me off, it's a shit show

'Cause I'mma do some shit that you can't believe

Smack a bitch into Christmas Eve (Uh-huh)

When I fight, I do not pull weave

Only thing I'm pullin' out is teeth

John Wick, the verse I'm not gentle

That mean I'm killing bitches with the pencil (Oh wow)

Shawty better check my credentials, only time I'm getting crossed is at the temple

I'm a whole catch, come fetch me

I'm a drop out, so don't test me (Don't do it)

You got passed around to his bestie, that pussy burnin' niggas like Pepsi

I'mma invest, I bet you'd never catch me waitin' on a man to flip a quarter (I get it on my own)

Niggas so thirsty, fo’ me if I told 'em to, they'd probably drink Flint water

But they can't afford her, I'm up in Georgia, next week Florida, ‘cross the border

Then Aurora, such an explorer, I done been everywhere up on the map like Dora

Max out the card, then I reload it back

Spent ten thousand when I walked in Saks

Body gettin' snatched like a brazillian wax

They hate me 'cause I got what they lack

So they gon' stare, say what you want: I don't care

Bought new jeans I don't wear, cause the ass too fat it's gon' tear if it's on there

I told him, "Back the fuck up"

Omarion, somebody finna get touched

Bitches talk, but they don't ever do much

I'm grilling niggas 'til they teeth get brushed

Snatched a couple niggas chains in the past, they’ll never come around twice

But if they do, like a cold juice, niggas know to keep it light on the ice

I'm with the gang with it, I bang with it

"Foo foo foo," good aim with it

Yeah, I wipe a nigga nose with it

I'm shooting shit like Cole Bennett (Bddah)

Niggas know I'm untouchable, niggas trippin' no Lunchable

And I ain't gotta twerk on "the Gram" for a nigga to think that I'm fuckable (Not at all)

I'm always in Dolce & Gabbana (Uh huh)

Everytime I touch down in Bahamas (Uh huh)

I swear to God I don't be caring (Uh huh)

My first name should've been Donna (Uh huh)

I'm just tryna run up some commas (Uh huh)

So you can miss me with the drama (What up?)

And the way that I'm fuckin' these niggas up, I might as well get me a condom

Hoes wanna wake up, do makeup, and don't even know how they look when they baked (Ugly as hell)

Face be lookin' like a bunch of mashed potatoes gettin' smashed on a plate (Hahahaha)

These rap bitches suck and I don't give a fuck about none of the music they make

As long as they watchin' they tone and I'm not talkin' 'bout gettin' tan on a lake

And I swear to God these niggas brazy

Be doin' the most to date me (Get the fuck back)

Be beatin' niggas out they pants

But I still won't call 'em the baby

Nigga took me on a date, then ask me to pay shoulda saw my face when I went in purse

But on the way out, since he act like a bitch, I opened the door for him, ladies first

I don't got time for it, even if they watch said Tom Ford

Bitch, yo' hair ain't full enough

Add another track like an encore

These hoes swear they don't play games

Well, then I'm sorry bro, but you hoes need to learn how to level up

Lil' hoes need to play Mario

I run this shit like cardio

I tell who to guard the door

Gimme my part 'for I rob for more

Runnin' through your crib like the Maury show (Hahahaha)

Lil' nigga better be charge and go

Having soul, flying up in Baltimore

Moral of the story, these niggas pussy and I guess I'm the reason why they water broke

Gang shit, bitch