Gravv - Thots Gonna Cost Lyrics

Orange Gang
Orange gang ganged it
Since nobody else will say it We'll say it
Brud-das

See these chains, I run the block
F*ck wit my bruddas, i spray the Glock
Niggas tried, I murdered the flock
Looking for a f*ck
These Thots Gonna cost
Look at my wrist, I conquered the frost
Rating cupcake, that's why you lost
Looking for a f*ck
These thots gonna cost

I got flavor like Willy (jolly)
F*ck a bitch silly off a Philly cheese (aye)
Called up my bruds to the C' s (aye)
Slide in DMs with ease (aye)
F*ck up the thot making em cease (aye)
Keep going say please please (aye)
House on the hill with the acres (woo)
F*ck with the bitch broke her ankles (ughh)
Rose the heart, now she have the pacers (beep beep)
Got the ranchers mixed in the liters (slurp)
And a closet just for the sneakers (woo)
The shit be raging through the speakers (bass)
Just hitting one peak with Bruddas (up)
Keep it on, catch da numbers (all uf um)
Hitting the beat hard, making it fumble (bow)
Crush a niggas dream watch em crubble (munch)
Get a bitch to gaggia on da edible (aye)
Ed,ed and eddy be edible (woo)
I'm purely incredible (woo)
Dem bruddas are 100 percent credible (upp)

F*cking em like a boss
See these chains, I run the block
F*ck wit my bruddas, i spray the Glock
Niggas tried, I murdered the flock
Niggas looking for a f*ck
These Thots Gonna cost
Look at my wrist, I conquered the frost
Rating cupcake, that's why you lost
Niggas looking for a f*ck
These thots gonna cost

I pull up to the scene
Gir gir Gir real mean
Get the shit hard with the cream
Tape the brick to her jeans
The pussy be stinking like beans
I woke up but it wasn't a dream
Being famous is better than it seems
JJ's on my feet you f*cking hater
300 grand for the Rafer
Got the Sprite I want a bag of Jolly Ranchers
Beaver Mesa where I stay at
Get that Pioneer wet got a spray that
I've been working real hard got to pay that
Wippin the chicken at Popeye's where Grav be at
You got thots gonna to cost better play that
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Cash on cash on cash on the red line
Rethink volume 1 peakin typer
One this published there's no rewrites
Call that thot up just spend one night
The booty look good but the pussy not tight
But as long as I cum I can sleep tonight

F*cking em like a boss
See these chains, I run the block
F*ck wit my bruddas, i spray the Glock
Niggas tried, I murdered the flock
Niggas looking for a f*ck
These Thots Gonna cost
Look at my wrist, I conquered the frost
Rating cupcake, that's why you lost
Niggas looking for a f*ck
These thots gonna cost