Ets - Griezmann lyrics

[Verse 1] I weren't brought up with an easy life I was grabbing OZs while they grabbed .35s I weren't grabbing on heat, I was grabbing on knives I was banging up youts, no thoughts of a blind You ain't ever seen a trapdoor go sky You ain't ever seen your chicks move on the sly You ain't ever seen kids move for the rice You don't wanna see Ets move for his guys You don't wanna see Ets move like a demon AJ like Musa, me, I'm like Griezmann Got bare cats on my line and they fiending Cuh my peng food got nose bleeding I mean, it's got them dreaming I'm dropping white dots on cats and they gleaming I'm with a dread man, look like I'm Keefing Aggy west yout, send shots like Griezmann [Hook] I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking Don't wanna see Ets start turn anti Don's got the pouch, beat shots like Griezmann I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking Don't wanna see Ets start turn anti Hand on my pouch, beat shots like Griezmann [Verse 2] Loud buds got me turnt up Amm packs that I roll up I was grinding '07 with no luck Move opp around me, get your phone stuck I move stick for the Ps, tryna blow up I show boat on the yak when my dough's up I double tap peng tings when they glow up I double tap your gyal if she shows love There's bare hate on the kid but I flow greaze From early, grabbing yats that are so fleek '09, checking youts for their OZs '010, I grabbed bits, then my phone bleeped

Dee taught me how to trap with no sleep We done bare road, nearly flipped a whole key I'm still billing up spliffs that are so green Poke man's neck, he ain't lucky like Pro Green [Hook] I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking Don't wanna see Ets start turn anti Don's got the pouch, beat shots like Griezmann I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking I'm a nice guy, best mind how you're speaking Don't wanna see Ets start turn anti Hand on my pouch, beat shots like Griezmann [Verse 3] E-T-S, man, I move like Memphis I make bunning MCs look reckless I see bare MCs wanna test this Till I start dishing out bangs like tek this I move sick, I'm alright like a Lexus Swing first, I don't really wanna tek risks Man down, head spun like an X6 Skrrr, skrrr, then I'm bunning my exits Peng gyal do what? Fam, I dun said As a yout, man slept on the bunk beds Me and bro, same room, it was mad dead Till I slept in the trap with the punk head Till I slept in the trap with the dark light I'm from Grove, same road as Halfpipe Till I slept in the trap with the dark light I'm from Grove, same road as Halfpipe [Outro] Griezmann! Déjà vu It's the late late show from France again Friday night in Paris Dmitri Payet Tonight in Marseilles Antois Griezmann Just in time And they've put their bodies in the way They've really been a part of what's been a really exciting game