Cyhi The Prynce - Grits lyrics

[Intro] I like my girls raised in the south, raised in the south Girls raised in the south, raised in the south Girls raised in the south, raised in the south, girl Cyhi [Verse 1] Okay I met this girl from Alabama, out in Atlanta She had more a** than I can handle I said let's scramble, like Michael Vick and Cam Newton, or even Randall Keep you running back like Eddie Campbell Girl you cold blooded I can tell you're not a mammal With two humps on your back looking like a camel Before I wax that a** I'm a light some candles You ain't f**ing with no square do I look like a flannel Don't like to gamble, but for you I roll the dice, I met you down town Right in front of slice I had on my Yeezy 2s and a bunch of ice You was in your business suit Condoleezza Rice [Hook] I like my girls raised in the south, raised in the south (Grits x4) I like my girls raised in the south, raised in the south (Grits x4) I like my girls raised in the south, raised in the south (Grits x4) I like my girls raised in the south, raised in the south (Grits x4) Shawty gonna let a n***a hit I don't mean to be a freak But I swear you thick as grits Shawty gonna let a n***a hit I don't mean to be a freak But I swear you thick as grits [Verse 2] I met this girl said her name was Amber Nice stance on her would've thought she was a dancer And she said she studies nursing Then she go to Clark Atlanta I asked her age, she said 21 no Deion Sanders Exchange numbers when she hit me but I'm on the way She said she got some friends in town they from UGA I got my boys let's make a movie girl no matinee Good weed stay smokin' like a Chevrolet You can tell she from the south by the way she speak Plus she says she on them Z's but ain't nobody sleep The whole world freaky girl and she for the dirty She say meet me at the 12 at 11:30 [Hook] [Verse 3] I got this girl from Baton Rouge, her a** is huge Seen me smoking on that pa**ion fruit While pa**ing through Pulled up on her, did what I had to do Caught her walking outta Lenox With a bag of tru's I had to choose, so I told her that I had to know her She went to school in Tennessee and just moved back to Georgia She jumped inside my car and said n***a pa** the doja I might have to Amber Rose her booty fat as Lolas And she kinda hippie but she not a smoker Skin dark brown like the pennies in my loafers She don't do no white she mix the Henny with the soda Country a** b**h she put rims on her Corolla [Hook]