Song Info: When I Fight I Do Not Pull Weave Song name is Grilling N^^gas which is sung by cupcakKe & lyrics written by cupcakKe.
When I Fight I Do Not Pull Weave Lyrics
[Intro]
Fantom
Aight, from the top
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[Verse]
You b^^ches ugly and dusty and none of y’all matter
Money all on me, I’m feeling real flattered
Walk in this b^^ch, straight drippin’ like I was tryna get to the toilet, but I couldn’t hold bladder
First class only when I’m not on the jet
All the white folks keep breakin’ they neck
They tryna see if I’m black and a threat, but I’m covered in green, they like “Look it’s Shrek!”
Bankteller sayin’ my sh^tfroze (How?)
Pockets thick as hell like Lizzo (Wow)
Mukbang the beat like Trish, hoe (Damn)
If you piss me off, it’s a sh^tshow
‘Cause I’mma do some sh^tthat you can’t believe
Smack a b^^ch into Christmas Eve (Uh-huh)
When I fight, I do not pull weave
Only thing I’m pullin’ out is teeth
John Wick, the verse I’m not gentle
That mean I’m killing b^^ches with the pencil (Oh wow)
Shawty better check my credentials, only time I’m getting crossed is at the temple
I’m a whole catch, come fetch me
I’m a drop out, so don’t test me (Don’t do it)
You got passed around to his bestie, that p^^sy burnin’ n^^gas like Pepsi
I’mma invest, I bet you’d never catch me waitin’ on a man to flip a quarter (I get it on my own)
n^^gas so thirsty, fo’ me if I told ’em to, they’d probably drink Flint water
But they can’t afford her, I’m up in Georgia, next week Florida, ‘cross the border
Then Aurora, such an explorer, I done been everywhere up on the map like Dora
Max out the card, then I reload it back
Spent ten thousand when I walked in Saks
Body gettin’ snatched like a brazillian wax
They hate me ’cause I got what they lack
So they gon’ stare, say what you want: I don’t care
Bought new jeans I don’t wear, cause the a^s too fat it’s gon’ tear if it’s on there
I told him, “Back the f^^k up”
Omarion, somebody finna get touched
b^^ches talk, but they don’t ever do much
I’m grilling n^^gas ’til they teeth get brushed
Snatched a couple n^^gas chains in the past, they’ll never come around twice
But if they do, like a cold juice, n^^gas know to keep it light on the ice
I’m with the gang with it, I bang with it
“Foo foo foo,” good aim with it
Yeah, I wipe a n^^ga nose with it
I’m shooting sh^tlike Cole Bennett (Bddah)
n^^gas know I’m untouchable, n^^gas trippin’ no Lunchable
And I ain’t gotta twerk on “the Gram” for a n^^ga to think that I’m f^^kable (Not at all)
I’m always in Dolce & Gabbana (Uh huh)
Everytime I touch down in Bahamas (Uh huh)
I swear to God I don’t be caring (Uh huh)
My first name should’ve been Donna (Uh huh)
I’m just tryna run up some commas (Uh huh)
So you can miss me with the drama (What up?)
And the way that I’m f^^kin’ these n^^gas up, I might as well get me a condom
Hoes wanna wake up, do makeup, and don’t even know how they look when they baked (Ugly as hell)
Face be lookin’ like a bunch of mashed potatoes gettin’ smashed on a plate (Hahahaha)
These rap b^^ches suck and I don’t give a f^^k about none of the music they make
As long as they watchin’ they tone and I’m not talkin’ ’bout gettin’ tan on a lake
And I swear to God these n^^gas brazy
Be doin’ the most to date me (Get the f^^k back)
Be beatin’ n^^gas out they pants
But I still won’t call ’em the baby
n^^ga took me on a date, then ask me to pay shoulda saw my face when I went in purse
But on the way out, since he act like a b^^ch, I opened the door for him, ladies first
I don’t got time for it, even if they watch said Tom Ford
b^^ch, yo’ hair ain’t full enough
Add another track like an encore
These hoes swear they don’t play games
Well, then I’m sorry bro, but you hoes need to learn how to level up
Lil’ hoes need to play Mario
I run this sh^tlike cardio
I tell who to guard the door
Gimme my part ‘for I rob for more
Runnin’ through your crib like the Maury show (Hahahaha)
Lil’ n^^ga better be charge and go
Having soul, flying up in Baltimore
Moral of the story, these n^^gas p^^sy and I guess I’m the reason why they water broke
Gang shit, b^^ch