Chris0nMarz - holy grail Lyrics

Hop in that bitch with the hunnids on me
Count up these muhf*ckin' hunnas on me
Take off that bitch and I go to the beach
Pop out with bitches, they stuntin' on me
North of Dakota, I slide for that G
Count up the rackies, like five for the week
How 'bout you slide for the bands
I cannot talk for the free
Mix up the syrup in the tank, that's a A M & G
I count up the racks in the AM on G
Put a bitch up like a layup
Rev the bitch up like an SRT
He mad 'cause I'm takin' his bitch and she look like Zendaya but her body really be tea
Tell me why that bitch fall off
I get too high, cannot see
Mr. Miyagi, wax that bitch off until she get clean
She love to see me
Stuffin' that big ass Glock and it's poppin' they pants off
Made the bitch suck with her muhf*ckin' hands up
Five minutes later she turn to a dancer
Pussy so bald I done thought she had cancer
Like, f*ck
Fuh
Check it out
She up in her mood till I ate it out
Was stuck in that mud 'fore I made it out
I put the percs on the table, I layed it out
Brand new coupe in that bitch and I paint it out
Brudda come home for like 20 grand, paid it out
Put a bitch in and then nobody take it out
Ya bitch let me hit it, I never did take it out
What
Yeah, ya bitch let me hit it no chasin
He beggin' his bitch like he basin
Ain't got no gang tie, bitch I'm free mason
Ain't got no swag or no sauce for the taking
He don't got nada
My body Balenci and Prada
Give love to the gang top shotta
These niggas be talkin' that radda
Sent flowers and kisses to my choppa
It's been f*ck 12, man f*ck all the coppers