Lyrics Emo Stick - Grip

Emo Stick

Grip is the best, Period, got more flows than hoes on a monthly
My kicks cost like four O’s, the soles on 'em chunky
Gotta tote poles, my foes wanna skunk me
Bitch ass so fat, I had to stand up on my toes for the donkey
Shout out Jid, I did snubnose in a whole 'nother country
Before that, I only did shows when my bro’s them would pump me
Fast forward, I’m on a roll, feelin' comfy
I say all that to say, don’t bust a uey just 'cause the roads a lil' bumpy
Read an article that cited my peers as influences
Had me laughing in tears, my nigga, I been doing this
Move, bitch, get out the way, my pen ludicrous
Back for the first time, ya best raps can’t match wit my worst rhymes
Product of licks and juggs and poverty stricken hoods
A brick of good’ll help you just like a lottery ticket would
Lames claim they sold cocaine in busted sneakers, still let’s be for real
You ain’t eat a decent meal till you inked a deal
Went and bought some S.I. diamonds witcha advance money
I was like, «Lemme see yo chain, bruh?»
That nigga damn near ran from me
A local throwin' jabs but shit I know this nigga lame
What your shit flopped so now you gotta troll to get a name?
Better than who, boy, your moment was over when it came
See the lows that niggas stoop to for exposure in this game
Drop a album, my nigga, don’t rap to me from ya Honda
You think that’s some shit that I’m actually gon' respond to?
I done conjured plans to hold the rap game for ransom
Just lost money in a crap game and threw a tantrum
Rappers say I’ma handful, the bitches say I’m handsome
Melanin skin, devilish grin, that’s Ruth’s grandson
Momma want me to go back to relationships I ran from
But all I see is green, text message from a Samsung
You couldn’t step a foot in the places me and my man’s hung
Middle fingers up, this the anthem
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit
Choppa sing ya a sad song, that’s a emo stick
The flows is Covid, nigga couldn’t be mo' sick
I done hit, I can’t G-O till my amigos hit
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit
Choppa sing ya a sad song, that’s a emo stick
The flows is Covid, nigga couldn’t be mo' sick
I done hit, I can’t G-O till my amigos hit, bitch