Destiny Child

Griselda by Fashion Rebels

Ayo

Even a big gun got a little black hole

The desk of these record execs probably hold your black soul

If you sold it, not me, I'm in the driver's seat

Soul controlling, never talking cheap, my teeth golden

They use a key to shovel the blow in

They nose and pay me all of the money they owe me for those

As far as shit that I compose, it's a picture of my life

Running roads, certain codes and making thousands off a flip phone

Keep blickers in my trousеrs that'll more than chip bones

I got this shit sewn likе Dapper Dan from Queens to Pakistan

So the cash I got in my stash come from the rapping fans

The other cheese is undisclosed, low, under clothes

All these hoes love me 'cause I'm real, you really loving hoes

There's only one of me, but it's a ton of those

Off-brand corny niggas thinking they coming close

My work fire, you could never cut my throat, make the dope somersault

My M.O. is moving drugs, smooth scams and some assault

Everything I ever wrote is crack smoke, nigga

Watch me cook, I got the recipe now (I do)

Born to do this, bitch, I'm destiny child

Keep a big Ruger for Judas if he step to me foul (Fuck outta here)

I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round, real shit (Baow, baow, baow)

Watch me cook, I got the recipe now (I do)

Born to do this, bitch, I'm destiny child

Keep a big Ruger for Judas if he step to me foul (Fuck outta here)

I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round, ayo (Baow, baow)

I started from the audience, now honestly, I'm running all this shit

Nothing forced, them other niggas come across fraudulent

To get me on a song is gonna cost you two quarter bricks

I'm fortunate, remember when it was a hundred for the fix

Prada, two straps on the kicks, laser attached to the blicks

Back it out and clap, the shit accurate

Sometimes life and death depends on hesitation, can't be too patient

Chasing dough, we was catching zoes like immigration

Had Xans for the patient

I seen a nigga go from a Percocet to a hypodermic set

Told him stay away from the fire and then it burned his flesh

Know the ledge, then you learn to step

You can't put the two before the one, you dumb, you better come correct

All I ever needed was a connect

Watch me cook, I got the recipe now (I do)

Born to do this, bitch, I'm destiny child

Keep a big Ruger for Judas if he step to me foul (Fuck outta here)

I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round, real shit (Baow, baow, baow)

Watch me cook, I got the recipe now (I do)

Born to do this, bitch, I'm destiny child

Keep a big Ruger for Judas if he step to me foul (Fuck outta here)

I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round (Baow, baow)