Catch It 歌词
| 歌曲 | Catch It |
| 歌手 | Tee Grizzley |
| 专辑 | My Moment |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1] | |
| My place so full nigga | |
| You can say that two times | |
| The goal was to make 50 bands | |
| I done did that a few times | |
| I'm 25 four times | |
| Bitch I'm 50, 2 times | |
| 2 times say he don't shoot cribs | |
| Chop sticks he don't even suit 9's | |
| 300 hundreds on me | |
| She gon' see this and be lit | |
| I hit the horn and keep going | |
| Cause you niggas ain't talkin' bout shit | |
| I sat my whole circle down | |
| Like nigga we gotta rich | |
| Like nigga we gotta get icy | |
| We just can't fall in love with the shit | |
| After we had that talk, them niggas ain't stop working | |
| I'm in love with with Tinashe | |
| I can't wait to see to her in person | |
| I can't wait to see if she loyal | |
| Can't wait to see if she a squirter | |
| For you niggas that can’t wait to rob me | |
| I got niggas that can't wait to murder | |
| King T, I'm your highness | |
| Niggas don't wanna take it to violence | |
| The same way I act out in public | |
| Is the same way I act while in private | |
| I can not go to the club | |
| If I can't get in with my fire | |
| And 30 bottles of the finest | |
| And watch the money get to flying | |
| [Hook] | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Run off with it, we gon' catch 'em | |
| Pray for the opps and bless they man's restin' | |
| Caught the bag at breakfast it's gone and still breakfast | |
| Rob my man's and gave it back, stupid we still stretched 'em | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| When I wanna talk about nothing | |
| Take me a lil' break from the money | |
| I'ma come holler at y'all | |
| Matter fact leave me your number | |
| And when I'm tired thumbin' through hunnids | |
| When I'm sick of running up commas | |
| I'ma come see what y'all on, I'ma let your bitch know when I'm coming | |
| These niggas ain't ****ing with me | |
| Nigga, that ain't no money to me | |
| Nigga, I blow all of that shit when I go it ain't comin' with me | |
| I was in St. Louis, ain't talkin' Missouri and 2 had a hundred on me | |
| That's a lil' big homie, touch 'em at two you won't make it to 3 | |
| I was with all of the shooters, when I heard it was money on me | |
| I was around the hitman when I found out it was money on me | |
| Either these niggas don't know what they doin', or they scared to go for the kill | |
| We know, they know what they doin' them niggas just know what it is | |
| [Hook] | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Run off with it, we gon' catch 'em | |
| Pray for the opps and bless they man's restin' | |
| Caught the bag at breakfast it's gone and still breakfast | |
| Rob my man's and gave it back, stupid we still stretched 'em |
| Verse 1 | |
| My place so full nigga | |
| You can say that two times | |
| The goal was to make 50 bands | |
| I done did that a few times | |
| I' m 25 four times | |
| Bitch I' m 50, 2 times | |
| 2 times say he don' t shoot cribs | |
| Chop sticks he don' t even suit 9' s | |
| 300 hundreds on me | |
| She gon' see this and be lit | |
| I hit the horn and keep going | |
| Cause you niggas ain' t talkin' bout shit | |
| I sat my whole circle down | |
| Like nigga we gotta rich | |
| Like nigga we gotta get icy | |
| We just can' t fall in love with the shit | |
| After we had that talk, them niggas ain' t stop working | |
| I' m in love with with Tinashe | |
| I can' t wait to see to her in person | |
| I can' t wait to see if she loyal | |
| Can' t wait to see if she a squirter | |
| For you niggas that can' t wait to rob me | |
| I got niggas that can' t wait to murder | |
| King T, I' m your highness | |
| Niggas don' t wanna take it to violence | |
| The same way I act out in public | |
| Is the same way I act while in private | |
| I can not go to the club | |
| If I can' t get in with my fire | |
| And 30 bottles of the finest | |
| And watch the money get to flying | |
| Hook | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Run off with it, we gon' catch ' em | |
| Pray for the opps and bless they man' s restin' | |
| Caught the bag at breakfast it' s gone and still breakfast | |
| Rob my man' s and gave it back, stupid we still stretched ' em | |
| Verse 2 | |
| When I wanna talk about nothing | |
| Take me a lil' break from the money | |
| I' ma come holler at y' all | |
| Matter fact leave me your number | |
| And when I' m tired thumbin' through hunnids | |
| When I' m sick of running up commas | |
| I' ma come see what y' all on, I' ma let your bitch know when I' m coming | |
| These niggas ain' t ing with me | |
| Nigga, that ain' t no money to me | |
| Nigga, I blow all of that shit when I go it ain' t comin' with me | |
| I was in St. Louis, ain' t talkin' Missouri and 2 had a hundred on me | |
| That' s a lil' big homie, touch ' em at two you won' t make it to 3 | |
| I was with all of the shooters, when I heard it was money on me | |
| I was around the hitman when I found out it was money on me | |
| Either these niggas don' t know what they doin', or they scared to go for the kill | |
| We know, they know what they doin' them niggas just know what it is | |
| Hook | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Run off with it, we gon' catch ' em | |
| Pray for the opps and bless they man' s restin' | |
| Caught the bag at breakfast it' s gone and still breakfast | |
| Rob my man' s and gave it back, stupid we still stretched ' em |
| Verse 1 | |
| My place so full nigga | |
| You can say that two times | |
| The goal was to make 50 bands | |
| I done did that a few times | |
| I' m 25 four times | |
| Bitch I' m 50, 2 times | |
| 2 times say he don' t shoot cribs | |
| Chop sticks he don' t even suit 9' s | |
| 300 hundreds on me | |
| She gon' see this and be lit | |
| I hit the horn and keep going | |
| Cause you niggas ain' t talkin' bout shit | |
| I sat my whole circle down | |
| Like nigga we gotta rich | |
| Like nigga we gotta get icy | |
| We just can' t fall in love with the shit | |
| After we had that talk, them niggas ain' t stop working | |
| I' m in love with with Tinashe | |
| I can' t wait to see to her in person | |
| I can' t wait to see if she loyal | |
| Can' t wait to see if she a squirter | |
| For you niggas that can' t wait to rob me | |
| I got niggas that can' t wait to murder | |
| King T, I' m your highness | |
| Niggas don' t wanna take it to violence | |
| The same way I act out in public | |
| Is the same way I act while in private | |
| I can not go to the club | |
| If I can' t get in with my fire | |
| And 30 bottles of the finest | |
| And watch the money get to flying | |
| Hook | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Run off with it, we gon' catch ' em | |
| Pray for the opps and bless they man' s restin' | |
| Caught the bag at breakfast it' s gone and still breakfast | |
| Rob my man' s and gave it back, stupid we still stretched ' em | |
| Verse 2 | |
| When I wanna talk about nothing | |
| Take me a lil' break from the money | |
| I' ma come holler at y' all | |
| Matter fact leave me your number | |
| And when I' m tired thumbin' through hunnids | |
| When I' m sick of running up commas | |
| I' ma come see what y' all on, I' ma let your bitch know when I' m coming | |
| These niggas ain' t ing with me | |
| Nigga, that ain' t no money to me | |
| Nigga, I blow all of that shit when I go it ain' t comin' with me | |
| I was in St. Louis, ain' t talkin' Missouri and 2 had a hundred on me | |
| That' s a lil' big homie, touch ' em at two you won' t make it to 3 | |
| I was with all of the shooters, when I heard it was money on me | |
| I was around the hitman when I found out it was money on me | |
| Either these niggas don' t know what they doin', or they scared to go for the kill | |
| We know, they know what they doin' them niggas just know what it is | |
| Hook | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Like hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, catch it | |
| Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, catch it | |
| Run off with it, we gon' catch ' em | |
| Pray for the opps and bless they man' s restin' | |
| Caught the bag at breakfast it' s gone and still breakfast | |
| Rob my man' s and gave it back, stupid we still stretched ' em |
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