I called about that conversation that I had with you last night It must have been a combination of shooters and neon lights And I didn't really mean to say, I've been losing it since you left Yeah, I may have said the words but they came from somewhere else It was just the tequila talkin' when I told you I'm still not over you I get a little sentimental when I've had one or two And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime Not the memory of you walkin' If I said I'm still in love with you, it was just the tequila talkin' I don't know what they put in cuervo that got me to say those things Usually I wouldn't care so much or make such a scene But seeing you there in that dress you were wearing Just drove me right out of my head So don't hold me responsible for anything I might've said It was just the tequila talkin' when I told you I'm still not over you I get a little sentimental when I've had one or two And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime Not the memory of you walkin' If I said I'm still in love with you, it was just the tequila talkin' If I said I'm still in love with you, it was just the tequila talkin'

My chain cost the same way I keep it, that's 100 Got about five chains, nothin' but half a ticket Hahaha Huh, black Lamb with the black seats (Lambo) Give her back shots 'til her back weak (Uh) Huh, six figures when they tax me Know some street niggas makin' M's livin tax-free (My niggas) Look, your bitch called but her bag cheap (Haha) Huh, and we don't want the load 'less the bag cheap (Cheap) Hit the dope then exhale like a spreadsheet Hundred racks last week, that wasn't even a fast week (Slow) Tell that bitch I'm tryin' to wake up to the neck (Neck) I don't go to sleep in Nike, but I wake up to a check (Check) Fuck a bitch, bust on her face, jump on a jet Block her number, now her theme song Drake, "I'm Upset" (I'm Upset) Bust a Rolly down just to boast (Boast) AP or the Patek, I don't know (I don't know) I'ma Warren Buff- and do the most And this bitch so wet, It's like I threw her off the boat (Talk to 'em) Lotta dirty money needs soap (Yeah) If I text she might screenshot posts (Yeah) This a tennis chain, not a rope Broke up with your nigga, good move, he a joke (Yeah) I heard she don't answer DMs (Oh yeah?) I'ma still shoot my shot like "What's the deal?" (What up?) Ass so pretty, don't matter if it's real (Nah) No competition, she know she badder than them (I got) Six incomes, stay afloat (Yeah) Couple Adderall, stay awoke (Yeah) Instagram whore, I made her ride on this dick She a cool little bitch, we caught a vibe at the Ritz (At the Ritz) All these niggas wanna add they two cents (What?) Little money never told big money shit Trap nigga with a label, come sign for a brick I can start a campfire 'cause I'm ridin' with them sticks, plus I Bust a Rolly down just to boast (Boast) AP or the Patek, I don't know (I don't know) I'ma Warren Buff- and do the most And this bitch so wet, It's like I threw her off the boat (Talk to 'em) Lotta dirty money needs soap (Yeah) If I text she might screenshot posts (Yeah) This a tennis chain, not a rope Broke up with your nigga, good move, he a joke (Yeah)

Ah (ah) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ah (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track (no way) Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap (grrah) Gave my mama all that time, she did ten and gave that back Now your kids rich, MarMar blew 80 stacks, and made that back (ayy) My nigga Tee the sergeant (ayy), neighborhood locksmith (ayy) Uberin' with Ks, five stars, get a top lift (grrt) If I gotta stand tall (what?), I'ma drop shit (ayy) Westside, thirty on the Wesson, call it Glocksmith (boom) We come from that cloth that they don't make no more (they don't) Text your bitch like, "Pop out", she texts back you made her stay at home (this hoe-ass) Baby Grizz and mama Grizzley back, they let them gangsters home (they here) Ridin' in that SRT Demon, but them angels close, I ain't alone Say the clip full, brodie (rrah), we gon' spray that, though (ayy) Opps know ain't shit they can do, they ain't gon' save that, though (that's it) Eat me in a Rolls-Royce (skrrt), I just might make a hoe Told that lil' bitch to bring her friends, I don't date alone Ayy, you strapped when your niggas with you (what?), I got that Drac' alone Told the DJ he a rat, when we in here don't play that song (sure did) All my niggas up in bank, imagine what I make alone Come and drop a nigga whole village, this shit Game of Thrones (grrah) Pull up in them Lamb' trucks trippin', got like eight poles ('krrt, skrrt, skrrt) Drums in this bitch, full crowd, it's a Drac' show (boom, boom, boom) Say them boys ride, .308, turn his brakes on Let my O.G. out, can't wait to put my nigga Blaze on Asked bro before I got locked, I was 20 up (no cap, nigga) Ayy, now it's eight hunnid and 20+ All shops, .30 pokin', givin' twenty up Go get me a water, bitch, I'm rollin' like a 20 Blood (ayy) At the Waldorf eatin' on the roof, I bring your hoe up here (come here) On the jet I'm wearin' red like stop, but she gon' go up here (she goin') All my shooters smart, but if you play, they gon' act slow up here (what?) Call my label up like, "Bring that bag and baby bro in there" (Baby Grizz) Damn, I wish you was here to see this shit we did, pops (R.I.P.) I don't wanna drive the Lamb' today, bring me that Benz block (ayy, bro, pull up) You can look up all our paperwork, solid as a rock (ten toes) And my pistols like Snoop, .64, switches on them Glocks (brr) I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap Gave my mama all that time, she did 10 and gave that back Now your kids rich, MarMar blew 80 stacks and made that back DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

What's up, baby, I'm doin' ad-libs right now, you hear me? (500) I'm doin' ad-libs right now (yeah) Hold on, hold on, I'm 'bout to call you right back (Helluva made the beat, baby) (Twin Grizzleys) ayy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack Ayy, these boys lame as f-, I got facial recognition (huh) Murder mag manager, I got it out the kitchen I'll elevate your bum a- career, with my mention Dawg mad, so I hit his b- and doubled up the tension (ha-ha) Dropped the Range Rover just to move through the snow (skrrt) Drumroll forty 'cause I move when it's go (ayy) Yeah, I heard your song, it was cool, but you broke (yeah) Yeah, I heard you play with that tool, but you bold (yeah) I walk in the club and get to trippin' like my lace loose (make it rain) Hit I gotta (okay), I bought that b- some Prada (okay) Too much money on my plate, heavyweight, b- I'm eight deuce (okay) Check that bag like a guala, on my momma (woo) N- hate when I talk money 'cause they ain't got none (hey) Make a opp run (hey), call a hundred round Glock fun 500 essays, my ni- had a high run (500) Dreamed I was in a Benz, so I dropped one (skrrt) Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Tool on the TEC, fool and get whacked, uh Smooth, but I don't play by rules, so get back (okay) Don't wear blue, so I'ma buy the Loub's just to match it (okay) Jumpin' over n- leapin' hit that p- for a hour off them pills, I, uh Eliminate, I'm sleep Teacher asked who I wanna be, I said, "My nigga Tee" Whole squad throwin' up the B's like I hit a three Left wrist icy (hey), right wrist icy (hey) B- tried to spike me (hey), feds try to 'dict me (hey) Saint Laurent shirt, nah, b- this ain't no white tee Put all my n- on that screen like I'm Spike Lee Cooler on the TEC, four-five, Nina Busser Baby, wanna be my kid's momma, I can't trust her P- was amazin' but I can't even cuff her Too much bread, I can't even spread chunky peanut butter (ooh) If you know your b- bad, n-, please, tuck her Tell her new n-, "Take a knee, I done fucked her" (okay) P- was amazin' but I can't even cuff her (okay) Too much bread like I'm tryna spread chunky peanut butter N-, left wrist icy, right wrist icy (ice) Left wrist icy (ice), right wrist icy (ice) Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack N-, left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (both of 'em) Left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (hundred on that b-) Belt was a stack (yeah), shoes was a stack (what else?) Belt was a stack (what else?), shoes was a stack (talk to 'em) Ayy, ask God to help me take flight (yeah) Now I know how it feel to everythin', except wear fake ice (facts) Only tell the truth to Jesus, when we talk on late nights (amen) Like, "You know I committed every sin except for rape, right? (Did everythin') Waitin' on our momma now, they gave me back my brother (he hard) My chain cost the same way I keep it, that's a hundred (whole hundred) The shooter got his passport, we'll blow you down in London (boom) Next time a n- diss me, ask 'em, "Do he got more money?" (He don't) I got pull, ayy (pull), but it's rules, ayy (but it's rules) Have n- walk up in your house like they your roommates (knock-knock) Yeah, left wrist icy (icy), new crib pricy (yeah) N- don't like me, you'll get fried like Hibachi (cookin') Wish somebody would, try to play like I ain't GOATed (what?) Keep it real, I'm the reason n- gettin' noticed (facts) I was headlinin', n- couldn't even open (facts) It was mine first, now it's Baby Grizz' moment, n- Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, b- Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, b- (stack, b-, stack, b-)