Stro - Mighty Healthy '16 lyrics

[Hook] Ghetto chick she thick she try to kiss me When I leave I swear they gon' miss me When we hug these mics we get busy Come and have a good time with G.A.T [Verse 1] First off, peace to y'all From the best coast that's east to y'all Flooding these mics, no F.E.M.A dog Bet yo' hoe got Stro fever dawg You ain't really gotta be neither dawg We could link up and cease it all Moneys, honey's, run it, dummies These haters get nothin from me Young boy got hella sk** Y'all look edible Brooklyn hella real d**h what we rep it 'til Flatbush, Brownsville All the way back to Clinton Hills Yes fresh, yes ill, yes neat No chill Me? I'm that don like i treat tracks like turnpikes I SKURR on em and stay focused SKURR on em and who's closest I don't know about you but that's how we movin Everything stay grade-A for payday, we losin We doozin Originally speaking the city They picturing me Biggie and Day, living in me You want a body, no difference to me Had to blast at em, had to blast at em See grade-A tribe, we the G.A.T [Hook] Ghetto chick she thick she try to kiss me When I leave I swear they gon' miss me When we hug these mics we get busy Come and have a good time with G.A.T [Verse 2] This is for my playas, pretty broad layers Flashing broad dayers Plus run city's like mayors, haters Be gone, n***as stay trying to be on I dissect your frog catalogue With like three songs I hear em but, can't feel em flow bananas Can't peel em now I'm unf**witables, syllables, will k** a dude Y'all take l's, that's typical Better watch yourself like mystical If lifes a movie we act up, and stacked up residuals Your peoples is regal feeble My peoples is very lethal You hating, we can't see you She's bad, i work a keagle's Back on the map, marvelous tracks Keeping this stack, I know you like that Better recognize, we the better guys Won't stop till my cheddar rise from here to Lebanon Never try, testing me, oh why you trying to test me I specialize in hurting rap gods especially Never eject me, I need the lex like tribec G If it ain't grade-A then it don't impress me Boy! [Hook] Ghetto chick she thick she try to kiss me When I leave I swear they gon' miss me When we hug these mics we get busy Come and have a good time with G.A.T