Jay Rock - Grillz lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Jay Rock and (Lea)] 24 inch rims, sittin' on in the drop Catch his a** at a light, with a four-five co*ked Got a look at his chain, damn it look at his watch That's sixty g's a piece, you could go [?] n***a give me your j**els, and n***a hand me the rock If you don't co-operate I'll leave your brains on this block Woah man, this a nice piece, Oh, so icy Oh, wrong move, face on the white tee Gimme your keys and n***a hand me your wallet n***a empty your pockets before I co*k it and pop it Tell 'em honey ([?] he was creepin') (The [?] yeah we need them) Look at his teeth, he got ice in his grill We can pawn that sh** and come up with some skrill When you see this steel that means hand me your bills And if you throw up a fight, you'll get popped like pills n***a [Hook: Lea and (Jay Rock)] He flossin' for you daddy (What you talkin' bout?) Homie with the grill (Homie with the what?) Yep, the grill, here goes the steel (I'ma rob his a** blind tell him give me them bills) He flossin' for you daddy (What you talkin' bout?) Homie with the grill (Homie with the what?) Yep, the grill, here goes the steel (I'ma rob his a** blind tell him give me them bills) [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] What it do homie?, it's your young boy god given Your unnecessary spending show how you're living Them diamonds in your grill won't you take 'em out 'Fore I pistol whip your jaw and spank 'em out your mouth I'll show 'em what a real hijack's about Take everything scrape the change from under the couch Platinum to rose gold, it's gettin' sold Whatever's left the dentist figure it out Put the hog to 'em or trick em out Watch me barge through 'em like rottweilers and pitbulls We ain't ate yet, and you lookin' fools 17 shots in the clip got the chamber full Bang, yeah, you're looking kinda right Now it's time to say goodnight, so glad that you came Bang, one more just because you made my trigger finger sore Now, give me diamond rings [Hook] [Verse 3:Bash and (Punch)] It's Bash, click clack put the heat to his grill Open wide, that's ice n***a bite the steel p**y n***a what you trying [?] Smack 'em with the burner, empty your pockets (What it do? It's young hot From the bottom, out of Watts Where they settin' up shop they ain't talkin' to the cops If you want it then they got it n***as hungry and they plottin' Come through keep it pushin' cause the streets is watchin') Yeah, you know what time it is, gimme your watch My gun's already hip-hop, don't make it go pop Take your men up to catch these punchlines For only one second, catch a bullet eat your flesh like it's lunchtime (The ice froze on his neck, that's a fabulous thing Put in on a milk carton like it's fabulous chain Them Cali boys insane, homie guard your grill) [Outro: Jay Rock] I'ma rob his a** blind, tell me give me them bills