Griselda
Kommas
[Intro]
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
Yeah
Reject, n***a
Griselda

[Verse]
Fuck your chain and your watch with diamonds inside the bezel
Fuck your favorite rapper, I body several, I'm 'bout to drop my
New project, it's probably sonically on The Chronic level
I am on a iconic level—I gotta be round the special
High school dropout, but my minds on a college level
And where I'm from, I power levels on Obama's level
I'm increasing my profit level, so mines up
The Hill n***a, my Hilfiger's was on a Tommy level (Hahaha)
Still aiming the Tommy level, I'm just smoking these sour
Flower petals, spit for an hour—that's an hour special (K)
Applying pressure whether on beat or on a a cappella
Hard as B Siegel this D Eagle will Roc-a-fella (whoo)
Put ice in the pot took it white hard and I rock it better
Bars so sharp the album will machete chop whoever
Like being drop through propellers oh a helicop
Go head and drop a thousand mixtapes
Your shit'll never pop (Ha)
Picture all them guns on IG that you ain't never shot
Said you smoking loud but I seen you leaving the reggie spot
Fiends lined up to the window of my ready spot
Fuck the jack boys I let the Dessy pop
Every shot
Diamonds all on the face of that Presi watch
I know they plotting so I keep one eye open
I'm on my Fetty Wap (Hahaha)
I'm better than 90 percent of rappers rapping
Look, I go in the studio and magic happens
I get on n***as tracks and something tragic happens
Kill em on they own shit
On some off of the dome shit
N***a you ain't getting money that's a small stack
Fuck the girl of your dreams and she can't get a call back
Look, lil n***a I'm not impressed with your false raps
All my lines serious like i wrote the verse in all caps
Keep my cigar capped
This Cookies with more wax
The hustle in my hood boy you gotta pay the squad tax (K)
N***as get bodied but detectives never solve that
A n***a got off on me? I don't recall that (Hah)
Gun butt a n***a till every bone in his jaw crack
If I ain't a gangsta than what the fuck do you call that?