Controversy Lyrics - Tee Grizzley & Skilla Baby
They can’t *** me with and they can’t *** with Skilla
Don’t let them niggas fool y’all like they really out here killin’
My opps keep goin’ to the ‘spital, they need Obamacare
(MIA JAY C)
Huh?
Don’t be stupid thinkin’ y’all the only ones that got them switches
Ayy, huh
I know the real hitman, if I call, that *** comin’
I finally know how it feel to hit the bank and order money
Headshot the opps, them niggas livin’ when you hit they stomach
Lil’ *** keep askin’ what I took to Gary, ***, a hundred
Hell nah, I ain’t up and comin’, ***, I’m up and runnin’
I’m a seven-figure ***, I don’t know why I be thuggin’
Huh, young ***, I be fresh as ***, I got Amiri habits
Somebody please call my lawyer, I just bust the Patek
If I see you with my opps, I’ma let you have it
***, we don’t give a ***, *** a *** daddy
I don’t trick, but I’ll look out for a ***
Ho, I’m married, ain’t no chillin’, if we link, you suckin’ ***
Ain’t no baby backs, you come to our cookout, we whippin’ bricks
Boy, we different, you gon’ send a threat, I’m gon’ send a blitz
I one-night the ***, you wife the ***, you tryna fight the ***
I bought the Urus on some bored ***, I ain’t even like the ***
All my jewelry come with paperwork, don’t need no lights to hit
I’m ridin’ through my city, driver’s license, two unlicensed blicks
Showed up to the club in Nike Tech ’cause I don’t like to flex
I pointed at an opp and he got shot, we playin’ Simon Says
Somebody tell them boys come where I’m at, they gettin’ shot in here
My opps keep goin’ to the ‘spital, they need Obamacare
Ho niggas ain’t welcome in my city, we catch bodies here
Fifty to my lawyer, fifty to my mans, get him out of there
Half a ticket in my granny basement, she don’t know it’s there
Ain’t worried ’bout nobody touchin’ that, they ain’t gon’ get nowhere
Niggas claim they hate me, see me out, they ain’t on ***, I swear (They quiet)
She *** a rapper just to make me mad, who told that *** I care? (Goofy ***)
They can’t *** with me and they can’t *** with Skilla (They can’t *** with us)
Don’t let them niggas fool y’all like they really out here killin’ (They not)
Don’t be stupid thinkin’ y’all the only ones that got them switches (We got ’em)
Bro gon’ stand over a ***, if he get caught, I stand on business, *** (You know that)
Bro gon’ stand over a ***, if he get caught, I stand on business, *** (Huh?)