[LYRICS] From The D To The A Lyrics By Tee Grizzley


Tee Grizzley And Lil Yatchy Lyrics

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[LYRICS] From The D To The A Lyrics By Tee Grizzley
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Tee Grizzley & Lil Yatchy - From The D To The A Lyrics

Helluva made this beat, baby

Verse 1: Lil Yachty
Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than bitches, niggas really be on cock though (Pussy)
Just fucked a ho out in France, paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I'm really up (Yeah)
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz, and my Bentley next (Skrrt)
Don't play around on my phone, ho, give me sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it's Rolex
Grizzley up next, I'm up now, strap your bullet vest

Verse 2: Tee Grizzley
Five-hundred fifties, six-hundred hundreds
Seven-hundreds twenties, let's get straight to it
Eight-hundred tens, what's that, eight bands?
Hit the store and get some rubber bands, let's get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal, it fall on you, we on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain't moving fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat, secure the bag, nigga

Verse 3: Lil Yachty
Uh, oh, a bag secured, that's on my mama, bro
Asian lil' ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don't scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aiming in the sky, call those Air Mags (Yeah)
All up in Neiman's, copping shit, like, fuck a price tag
I'm balling, ain't near a rap nigga in the game that I'm calling (Nah)
If I need help, I'll dial it by my se-kelf

Verse 4: Tee Grizzley & Lil Yachty
You swear your bitch faithful, she sent her location
I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic (Crazy)
Chop with the laser, get decapitated (Grrah)
Can't smoke, I'm on papers, hold on, this my Jamaican (Love one)
Niggas want me dead, so I'm steady praying
Ain't no disrespect without retaliation
Fuck a hotel, I hit her in the basement
Text her later like, "I'm done with you, I got a situation, baby"

Verse 5: Lil Yachty
Hmm, well shit, bro, let me get her then (Yeah)
I'ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion's den (Gang)
Nigga talking down, my bro got more heat than a frying pan (Doo-doo-doo)
Gucci 'round my hair, wrapped tight like I'm Taliban

Verse 6: Tee Grizzley & Lil Yachty
Like I'm Taliban, how we drop shit (Begone)
Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks (Ah)
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped (Lil Boat, boom)
Don't ask the price if you know you ain't tryna cop shit

Verse 7: Lil Yachty
You the type to look around but never cop shit, ayy
I'm the type to buy the store, make them restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss (Doo-doo-doo)
Grizzley by my side like a pilot riding cockpit (Yeah, bro)

Verse 8: Tee Grizzley & Lil Yachty
Yachty, I might stop rapping for this one reason (Oh, for real?)
If the Feds hear this shit I'm doing a hundred seasons (Hey)
In the hood, shooting craps in my Yeezys
Put angels on you niggas who be playing like y'all demons
You dig?

Verse 9: Lil Yachty
Middle finger to them niggas hating and faking
They plotting on my death, I give their mothers deep penetration
This diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
Every real nigga living will respect this collaboration (Gang gang)

Verse 10: Tee Grizzley
We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out
Say you winning one more time, I'm pulling trophies out
Niggas know we out, no Shaqs, all Kobes out
In other words, I'm with all shooters that'll blow you down (Buh-buh-buh-buh)

Verse 11: Lil Yachty & Tee Grizzley
From the D to the A, put respect on it (Bitch)
If that's your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it? (Bitch)
I'm from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth
I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease
(Lease, nigga)

Verse 12: Tee Grizzley
Chain on my dresser next to my indictment
When they said not guilty I was so excited
From the A to the D, bitch you heard Yachty
Wraith coming this summer, I'ma have your bitch driving

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