{Verse 1)

Now i’m coming back see a old road where i'm running lapes

Never take it back

Bitches all over my money i swear i got ton of stacks

Down to a couple bags

Last down i’m wondering where would i be, bitches tell me i’m on fleek

Get out the house need to sneak

Worrying about what the fuck i think

Not on this sad shit no more that was about a year ago

Took my shit together a letter ago (letter ago)

See my smile i murder these hoes

Take a bitch, rub it, and make it to some dough

Ha you mad took yo bitch like i stole

Ratchet bitch smelling like a bag of mold

I swear y’all niggas think y’all too cold

Never think about replacing cause i’m never to be sold

I’m never to be sold

Me getting sick over y’all, i swear this shit is never too old

Six lizard a bitch that’s what i suppose

I swear his ass be doing the most

Fix yourself you are a simp, aren’t you tired of that pose?

Funny how you talk on the mic but can’t come up to me nose to nose

You be thinking that shit but suck on my left toe

I mean you gay so that don’t really matter ho

Can’t control yourself it’s always me exposing you

Where can i get my music to?

Knowing goddamn well i ain’t into you

Dark place, never seen someone outta shape

I’m not hating if a nigga is talking shit first

Can’t be a pussy about it and let it go

It’s getting outta hand

Wish i was at the beach putting sand all over myself

Don’t care if you have a boyfriend but let me treat you like a man

You think it’s funny leaving myself like a pan

I don’t know if it should be that or that

Fuck that let me go back to this

How the fuck you gonna talk shit if your not gonna have one bitch

Not even one stick, build your ass up can’t beat me with all this brick

The fuck (Hills)

{Bridge}

Not a famous person you will never see me sighing or dying

Too much to handle it’s like multiplying (Multiplying subtraction)

Flip my problems, make them turn into a dime

It’s funny how people reply with in the next minute just to say I ain’t shit (uh-huh)

Come up to me and see how i say my shit (don’t be a pussy)

Sam and Brady are my niggas for life (for life)

Always messaging me how i’m doing

When i’m next up all these niggas are gonna try and sue me

Don’t do me if your gonna use me

Had a bitch use me

{Verse 2}

I don’t give a fuck cause i had all of her nuddies

Ha besides the point never had a dream where i can kill my wife

Oh shit where is my ice, BHS got a ton of fights

See a fan that’s my favorite type of likes

Knowing that my fans are ride or dies

See my friends there like FBI for night

Always catching flights

Never missing a show, I swear i be on time, There catching all the heists

But hold up, let’s get to the old ass bitches

Wondering where the fuck i would be

Come over and come see

It’s funny how they talk shit on me

All my haters bystanders

Come inside we can address it

Always confront, don’t back down like a bitch

It’s always gonna be you fist first

God dang you know i don’t miss

Never hesitated in my life so you won’t see shit

1v1 me kid still got you talking

To me that leaves you in a coffin (coffin)

Cause you know me i’m never dying

Yessir, fuck outta here

{Chorus}

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga (uh-huh)

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga (uh-huh)

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga (uh-huh)

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga (uh-huh)

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga

Grumpy, Grumpy, you a Grumpy nigga

Rrr, rrr