Spatula - Grip

Fiend for the Guap

Got a key to the lock

And I’m keen I can spot

All the schemes any plots

And I’m cleanin' ya clock

Clip got a 16 piece for a op

They was sleep when I said

Meet me at the top

Ain’t believe I would pop

Wrist look like I went pee pee in the watch

Peach street in a drop

Hoes hit me wit a beep beep when I stop

My vernacular damage a

Rap nigga amateur lackin the stamina

Packin' a canon to cap for the camera

Thought about slapping ya manager

When I get back to Atlanta

Cuz I’m doin' laps for dem racks like I’m Danica

Gripper booked cakilaki to Canada

When I free up I’ll be happy to dance witcha

Heatin' up on these tracks could you hand me a

Spatula

Flip this shit then I get back to ya

I saw enough wrap it up

I’m barring up Attica

Spatula

Flip this shit then I get back to ya

I saw enough wrap it up

I’m barring up Attica

Got leaches all on my dick

Got bitches all on my line

Hopping in my dms

Really divin' off the deep end

Tryna see if we can be friends

Well that depends, down to pretend only for the weekend

And don’t keep tabs on the cash he spend

Smash then I dash while yo ass sleep in

I know you gotta get laid but I gotta get paid

I got too many racks on my calendar

Touch the road fuck some hoes do some shows wit the dough I might go n buy bro

a lil challenger

Where the comp at where my challengers

I don’t see none

This a free run brushing off weed crumbs I just rolled up a tree trunk

Willi hold up let the beat thump

Had to let that bitch breathe, uh

Last of a dyin' breed, huh

This the shit they say they need, huh

Spatula

Flip this shit then I get back to ya

I saw enough wrap it up

I’m barring up Attica

Spatula

Flip this shit then I get back to ya

I saw enough wrap it up

I’m barring up Attica