GRABBA

[Intro] This grip, it gon' This grip, it gon' punch like grabba Ron Suno, niggas know the ****in' vibes Niggas ain't never on nada Gang (Okay, Kino, I see you) Bucks like proper This grip, it gon' Look like proper Niggas ain't never on nada I need them bucks like— Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the— yes I'ma go hop out the f— I'ma go hop out and Yes Brrt, boom [Chorus] This grip, it gon' punch like grabba Uh, niggas ain't never on nada I need them bucks like Giannis Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the roster Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (Boom) Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (Boom) Uh, I'ma go hop out and— Yes, I'ma go hop out and— Tell 'em get back, back, back Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts I keep a strap, strap So how could I lack, lack, lack? Tell 'em get back, back, back Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts I keep a st— Yes So how could I— (Gang)

[Verse] They call me Big Suno, never lack I keep a grippy stuffed up in the sack I got this forty-five up in the bag Please do not post the Live of where you at Niggas gon' hate and talk, but never mind it If I see oppers, tell a bitch to line 'em I cannot **** if shorty not exotic She got a man and said, "Let's get me naughty" I'm gettin' heavy money than my teachers I sip on Henny, I don't do the liters Told her to rate me on a scale from one through ten, goddamn, I nearly broke the meter I got a bad bitch named Aaliyah She give me top, I'm taking off her sneakers Oh, that's your friend? Come and she can join too, like, **** it, we gon' have a threesome I'm in a big body, not a beamer I'm in my prime like 'Bron playin' Cleveland Said he got pounds, I found a way to seek it She wanna bump my music, but don't leak it I feel like Trey Songz with the setties Oh, that's your wife? I'm grabbing on her wetty I might just hit and pass her to the lefty She said she love me, I don't let her text me [Chorus] This grip, it gon' punch like grabba Uh, niggas ain't never on nada I need them bucks like Giannis Been gettin' rich, I'm on top of the roster Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (Boom) Uh, I'ma go hop out and flock 'em (Boom) Uh, I'ma go hop out and— Yes, I'ma go hop out and— Tell 'em get back, back, back Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts I keep a strap, strap So how could I lack, lack, lack? Tell 'em get back, back, back Don't sweat the facts, facts, facts I keep a st— Yes So how could I— Gang