CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Gritter

Yeah
C-Mob in this motherf**ker
Midwest in this motherf**ker
Indiana
7-6-5

I am a beast
Just give me a beat and I guarantee that I will tear it to shreds
I never sell out for the industry and only rap about carrots and bread
So f**k a phony ass rapper who be renting chains
b*t*h if you think you got respect you musta went insane
I stay in the streets
And yes I am hungry as hell I've been praying to eat
Something, my appetite is for destruction I'm crushing you, this is your day of defeat
Rappers sound like sh*t, they need to gargle with some Listerine
Quitе the f**king autotune and take your antihistaminе
And f**k y'all I'm grinding and I'm shining like I'm Mr. Clean
Some of you rappers out there one-timing eating Krispy Kreme's
This is for all of you out there who try to hate there is a code that you don't need to violate
Quite telling lies your demise is what I await
Every last one of you I would annihilate
So you better get back b*t*h
And get you some practice
Cause you're not touching me
Sticking you like a cactus
Wipe you off the atlas if you wanna f**k with me
I'm keep it moving I'll never label myself as a quitter
I'll grind until I'm outta time I am a gritter