Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GRAMMY (Freestyle), artist - Lil Tecca. Date of issue: 31.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
GRAMMY (Freestyle) |
| Bitch, I’m turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah |
| Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah |
| Speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah |
| I’m a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out |
| Please don’t judge me if you do not know my past, now |
| Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now |
| I don’t gotta shooter, I’ma let you know the fast route |
| Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now |
| Bitch, I’m turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah |
| Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah |
| Speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah |
| I’m a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out |
| Please don’t judge me if you do not know my past, now |
| Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now |
| I don’t gotta shooter, I’ma let you know the fast route |
| Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now |
| Straight flexing, she nagging |
| I got them diamonds on my necklace they steady dancing |
| She calling my phone sayin' she a blessing |
| She fake like her nigga chain, but I can’t test it |
| Yeah, I’m a busy man she said, «What you doing Saturday?» |
| I just woke up, I already made a band today |
| Fuck a new nigga bitch, I just got a new fan today |
| He just found out that she cheated, turned him to a new man today, yeah, yeah |
| She think her nigga got money he scam, yeah |
| Without that AP, shit, he rock Truey and Vans, yeah |
| I put my all in this music, I ain’t had no second plan, yeah |
| And some niggas switched up, man, I thought you was my fam', yeah |
| Bitch, I’m turnt up, I feel like I won the lottery |
| I started making music, now these niggas wanna copy me |
| Bitch, you not me, so you can’t finesse my melody |
| Niggas in the stu' and I know they think a lot of me |
| Bitch, I’m turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah |
| Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah |
| Speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah |
| I’m a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out |
| Please don’t judge me if you do not know my past, now |
| Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now |
| I don’t gotta shooter, I’ma let you know the fast route |
| Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now |
| Bitch, I’m turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah |
| Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah |
| Speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah |
| I’m a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out |
| Please don’t judge me if you do not know my past, now |
| Men in Black, sign that waver or they blast now |
| I don’t gotta shooter, I’ma let you know the fast route |
| Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now |
| Glass now |
| Send you to heaven, heaven |
| Hit your brodie with the left hand |