Griselda – Headlines

Griselda – Headlines Lyrics

Artist: Griselda
Song: Headlines

“Okay”
Yeah
You know what’s up, n***a
“My team, living this American dream”

Not a f**king game, n***a
Look
I don’t beef on the internet, I approach you
I ain’t shooting five with a n***a, I gotta smoke you

My dog said his box just landed, he got his load through
Drive by music, this sh*t he can pop his toast to
His chopper smoke and it adios you
My buzz bi-coastal, took the game over like I’m supposed to

I’m in position you cannot get close to
I got shot in my throat, still got four classics at my disposal
And the b*t*hes admire my ways
I was wilding inside of a cage, now I set fire to stage

Every verse recited is wave
And I ain’t writing a page, hardest n***a out ’til I lie in my grave
Cook the white up in the microwave
You at work tryna get holiday pay, I’m on an island for days

Getting money like Big Meech ’06
Ayo, rich lord, poor lord, read the headlines
’04, me and ‘Chine Gun was packing dimes
Coke spot, I had at least 100 and a line

Sell another brick and we copping twin fives (Skrt)
Ayo, out in Daytona, Rolex Daytona
Fiend hit it once, fell out into a coma
Sean Elliot, MAC-10s out the Rover

Might shoot it 32 times for the culture
N***as bagging boy, rocking loverboy
Undercover neighbor, turn the oven on
It only had two bodies, I put another on

We sold a thousand bricks after summer gone
Drive-in, the forty-five with the potato lie in the right hand
Dyin’ first them burglars flew on the high end
The prices won’t drop unless you buy ten

Hopped out the Lamborghini Urus like Guy Fish
In my cell reminiscing when I used to dime pitch
The rhyme sick, K in the ‘Vette chain, Wang trench
“How you doin’, Flygod?”, same sh*t, bigger bag

Cocaine Cullinan’ with the dealer tag
Ayo, rich lord, poor lord, read the headlines (Uh-huh)
’04, me and ‘Chine Gun was packing dimes (Yeah)
Coke spot, I had at least 100 and a line (Uh)

Sell another brick and (Yo) we copping twin fives
I skip town with the money, my b*t*h the accountant
You ever try to board a plane with a brick in your outfit?
You know I work hands on, had to sit in them houses

Learned from real drug dealers, not from internet browsing
Who cooked the food in the kitchen that they filling they mouth with? (Me)
Then headed West like Deion when he split with the Falcons
Look at me and see a vision of Malcolm, slightly grinning

But long as we keep winning, I can live with the outcome, uh
Drake had Rihanna, Mike had Madonna
But I drove a few bricks through the Carolinas (Woo)
It’s true that they underestimate you when you’re modest

So I’m fronting on ’em every chance I get, to be honest (n***a)
Flip whatever I can sell ya ’cause failure won’t be an option
Yeah, I sowed a block together like a seamstress
And I lived to rap about it on some Preem sh*t, let’s go

Ayo, rich lord, poor lord, read the headlines
’04, me and ‘Chine Gun was packing dimes
Coke spot, I had at least 100 and a line
Sell another brick and we copping twin fives
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Release Year: 2019