Grammy (freestyle) 가사

Uh, gang Squad flexing (squad flexing) Send you to heaven (send you to heaven) Yeah Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah I'm a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now Men in Black, sign that waiver or they blast now I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah I'm a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now Men in Black, sign that waiver or they blast now I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now Straight flexing, she neckin' I got them diamonds on my necklace, they steady dancing She calling my phone sayin' she a blessing She fake like her nigga chain, but I can't test it, yeah I'm a busy man, she said, "What you doing Saturday?" I just woke up, I already made a band today Fucked a new nigga bitch, I just got a new fan today He just found out that she cheated, turned him to a new man today, yeah-yeah She think her nigga got money, he scam, yeah Without that AP, shit, he rock Truey and Vans, yeah I put my all in this music, I ain't had no second plan, yeah And some niggas switched up, man, I thought you was my fam', yeah Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won the lottery I started making music, now these niggas wanna copy me Bitch, you not me, so you can't finesse my melody Niggas in the stu' and I know they think a lot of me Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah I'm a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now Men in Black, sign that waiver or they blast now I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now Glass now Send you to heaven, heaven Like Ginóbili with the left hand