Cold Grits

Yeah, uh
 (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
 Man y'all bitch boys need to put your
 Damn tampons in, I'm sick of this shit
 (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
 I ain't having it
 My old bitch on that old shit
 Momma said you's a hoe, bitch
 Always kept your lil' shoes tied
 I had bitches in '06 (Uh-huh)
 Wait a sec, let me boast a bit
 I go harder than cold grits (Yeah)
 Used to deuces in four-fifths (Yeah)
 Accessories for your gold fist
 Holy fuck, oh shit
 Make space between both lips
 Toilet talking, we go together
 Big booties, no tits (No tits)
 Know that you getting wavy (Wavy)
 When you feel the whole boat shift
 I was talking to Pammy
 You was talking that bull shit
 Hit your bitch, King [?] stance
 Work your man in these dickies pants
 Walk a mile without shoes
 I doubt you could fit these pants
 You could light a tacoma owner
 I'm Ferarri F-50 [?] (F-50)
 Police say it's a close shave
 Standing close, you might get too tanned (Yeah, Yeah)
 Yeah, as a matter of fact, I would
 Mr jehovah witness, I'm good (Good)
 That's your wife like "ugh" (Ugh)
 Had to pry her out for my wood (Wood)
 And ain't taking no shit today (No Sir)
 Cousin beater, I'ma hit the J (Yes Sir)
 New bitches go different ways (Different, different, uh)
 Rain in Gucci, I'm steady mobbin' (Woo)
 Apple bucket, she steady bobbin' (Woo)
 I'm a modern day Eddie Robbins
 Really tryna put the weed down
 'Cause it feel like I'm doing heavy jogging
 Soccer moms wanna dance with me like
 It's '84 and I'm Kenny Loggins (Yeah, yeah)
 A lot of you bitches be evil, might as well act evil (Yeah)
 Fuck it, I'm making some big moves, Max Keeble (Yeah)
 But fuckers be talking 'bout gas and calling my pack diesel (Huh)
 Who knew that I could be that lethal (Who the fuck)
 Aim at your head, wave cap
 Flying American Airlines
 Me and your baby go way back, like my motherfucking hairline
 Jump out the gym, [?]
 Check the motherfucking airtime
 Bitch it's something like Kate Moss
 Call me the motherfucking cake boss (Yeah)
 My old bitch on that old shit
 Momma said you's a hoe, bitch
 Always kept your lil' shoes tied
 I had bitches in '06 (Uh-huh)
 Wait a sec, let me boast a bit
 I go harder than cold grits (Yeah)
 Used to deuces in four-fifths (Yeah)
 Accessories for your gold fist
 Holy fuck, oh shit
 Make space between both lips
 Toilet talking, we go together
 Big booties, no tits (No tits)
 Know that you getting wavy (Wavy)
 When you feel the whole boat shift
 I was talking to Pammy
 You was talking that bull shit (You was talking that bull shit)