Grizzly

[Chorus: Yo Gotti] I pull up in my cutlass hat cocked handling business Fresh up out of court and I'm right back on my grizzly I be on my grizzly, I be on my grizzly Ball like the playoffs Aston Martin take off Take off, take off Yeah bitch, take off Got some goons, I got some goons That's what I call a face off Nigga face off, swish, nigga face off Hit him in his ass But I was trying to take his face off [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] 50 packs of kushin nigga balling like I'm Zeebo Ridge crest apartments I'm the neighborhood hero More white than mayo now can you say swish? I'm the king of Memphis and I be balling like a bitch On my dope shit, coke shit, niggas know me I'm the blueprint, the street shit, niggas owe me Offense, water boy, you ain't play no D Wide open shot and you ain't take it, you in the D league Draft pick NBA shit, David Stern Contract and a chopper bet these pussys gonna learn You try to run go catch the people Shot his ass with a buzzer beater Nigga hit the trunk so many times Nigga knocked the tweeters up out his speakers [Chorus: Yo Gotti] I pull up in my cutlass hat cocked handling business Fresh up out of court and I'm right back on my grizzly I be on my grizzly, I be on my grizzly Ball like the playoffs Aston Martin take off Take off, take off Yeah bitch, take off Got some goons, I got some goons That's what I call a face off Nigga face off, swish, nigga face off Hit him in his ass But I was trying to take his face off [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Got on my old school penny's See they know I'm winning, few real niggas Like me but it really ain't many, true I'm from North Memphis, (I am) chillin' on the courtside Grew up down on Watkiss, went to school in North Side Bitch I'm out here getting it may God be my witness Any nigga put his hands on me then its gonna be a killing Heart got no feelings, top got no ceilings Cruising past Bill top dropped where the bitches Peabody Presidential sweet 220 Tonight I'm hitting the pure and I'm a make it rain 20's I'm on young nigga shit, I swear I sold it all I had bricks the color of Battier and white as Marc Gasol [Chorus: Yo Gotti] I pull up in my cutlass hat cocked handling business Fresh up out of court and I'm right back on my grizzly I be on my grizzly, I be on my grizzly Ball like the playoffs Aston Martin take off Take off, take off Yeah bitch, take off Got some goons, I got some goons That's what I call a face off Nigga face off, swish, nigga face off Hit him in his ass But I was trying to take his face off [Verse 3: Jeezy] I be on my grizzly, I be on my grizzly Four door Rari' white seats bout' Mckenzie All these niggas claiming that they're real Are really fakers Rapping bout' the game and never play, commentators Paid four blocks for the watch, thats a benzo Whatcha' got hanging out the Glock, that extendo Started with a 3.5 that's a 8 ball Grind it up into a half a 9, thats a baseball I know what it says on your shirt What are kilo's? Hide my money at my paper house, call it Kinko's Club onyx album dallas ballin' like I'm JT G5 Down in dade stuntin like I'm baby