Grillz Gleamin

They grill-they grill-they grill gleamin'! (gleamin'!)

You know Bohagon had to come through to fuck with y'all, man!

Chea, I'm is world-renowned, we mobbing through your town

Smoking good and pouring rounds, big rims that go around

On peanut butter seat, suede leather, cut a crease

I blow smoke up through the roof, spit poetry off the booth

I'm gon' come through shining hard, dirt roads or boulevards

Plenty hoes and plenty cars, I don't deal, I just play the cards!

This here that Gangsta Grill, that other shit ain't for real

That other shit ain't the real, listen here, this what it is (What it is!)

Well, it's that thick chick that's on the scene

Got the crown on my head so you know it's me

And even if you don't, niggas the bling

And I roll with a group of niggas holding things!

Big bank boss chick with the ass poked out

Rise to the top, yeah, bitch, laugh now!

Got a Competition? No, all the other bitches back down!

Looking for a nigga that's riding clean

Got a nice-ass car and a grill that gleam!

Down-ass-nigga is what I really need

Don't got what I want? You on the wrong team

Know on the low-key, you hoes are gon' see

When I walk through the club, all eyes are on me!

Grind to the finish, I hustle with more cheese

I'm a cool-ass chick, the know me

Balling Princess, yup, never slacking

Talking that shit to me ain't what it is

I can be jazzy with my heels on

Or thug it out with Timbs and a Gangsta Grill!

I'm a smart chick, I'm bankin' on mills

Sad 'cause I'm around, they hate when I'm real

Down with the Mob, I'm all about the bills

If you go against me, I'mma thank you still!

Yeah!

I got diamonds on my neck and diamonds on my wrist

Yeah, they say I fuck with shorty, I got diamonds on my dick

Ay! Yeah, they ask me "How does it feel?"

I ain't got a Paul Wall, but I got a Gangsta Grill

45 stacks, add tax, that's 50

Nigga real, shorty, ask Jon and 50

I got something for them boys that wanna come get me

I'mma hit you with this semi, damn right I'm

Diamond, yeah!

Neck gleamin' and glistenin', blue and yellow like Michigan

Yeah, my nigga tote pistols and keep a couple grand in his hand

Don't stand a chance, I must remind you

Bitch, I'm Diamond, I'm still gon' blind you

Talkin' shit and I will come find you

Whippin' is some shit with Diamond

Simon says show me your wrist

Shit and diamonds wanna take a piss

I don't care, you can call me Miss

Razzle Dazzle or Twinkle, bitch!

You need a chick like me, I'm honest

Diamonds on my feet and stomach

A boss bitch that's always stuntin'

See the bling before I'm comin'

I'm rich, bitches! So go on and hate

And a nigga got money in the bank

On the streets I got that work

Hit a lick, I got that stank

Hpnotiq off in my drink

You wanna wife me, but you know you can't

Ho, I'm shining for a reason

Make a nigga think he dreamin'

'Cause you know your girl be...

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