[Hook]

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag

Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back

Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag

Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag

Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back

Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag

Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

[Verse 1: $atori Zoom]

She sucked on my dick til that bitch turned red (ay)

Money in my pocket, that president dead (woah)

Bread up on my plate, I just wanna stay fed (yuh)

Fuck up out my way, cause I’m boutta slay, damn

Boolin’ I’m boolin’ up at the top (ay ayy)

Fuckin’ with me, I’m boutta go pop (ay ayy)

I don’t milly rock on any block (ay ayy)

B-ball I travel, I never flop (ay ayy)

Damn, I’m only protecting my bands

Opps on the block, and I’m boutta make em dance

I only got family, i never got a fan

You do it when you need it, bitch I do it when I can

Fuck wit me, lil shorty lookin’ at me

She lovin’ me, yeah I’m ballin’ like an athlete

I’m shootin’ threes, my enemies could never stand me

I’m stackin’ these, you couple up, never at me

[Hook]

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag

Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back

Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag

Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag

Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back

Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag

Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

[Verse 2: Sugs]

I been in the cut, and my percentage is up

I just went and did the math and you the silliest fuck

You doin nothin wit ya life, you get your bread up boy it’s not hard

Butterfly my knife, you know I swing it like a monarch

Fuck! Wait, ampin’ up all the tension, I been fed up

That girl standing right at attention, the bitch gon ten-hut

Choppa gon make em dance just like he really been in Step Up

And you know the Glock a 17 that’s givin a thousand cuts, fuck is up?

You ain’t really popping, seen your numbers that’s a dud

And you know I keep a bunny, my bitch call me Elmer Fudd

Hands blocking face, I just go for the jug

You think yo life a movie, the movie a snuff

Grudge Match, my boy keep a tommy like a Rugrat

Ten toes, leave a couple holes where his lungs at

Fun fact, talkin’ hot I’m stayin’ where the suns at

Blow his brains, now his mind on a one track

[Hook]

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag

Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back

Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag

Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag

Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back

Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag

Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast