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Tee Grizzley – Hellcat Lyrics

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Hellcat Lyrics by Tee Grizzley

[Intro]
Helluva made this beat, baby
They scamming in my city, it’s a jugg, facts
We don’t bang gangs, we rep hoods, yes
’m from Joy Road, Lee from Six Mile, Mario from Brightmoor
(?) every strap, when we up you see a light show, hol’ up
ACTIVATED drop May 11th,
That’s three days before my old dude birthday, rest in peace
You know I got you, big baby
Shout-out to BocBoy JB, n—a, this beat hard as f–k
Aye

[Hook/Chorus]
Riding in the m———–g Hellcat
If I catch a opp he getting his wet
Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back
Math the only subject I ain’t fail at
Riding in the m———–g Hellcat
If I catch a opp he getting his head wet
Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back
Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

[Verse 1]
In the trenches wit’ 100 of ’em
Hellcat got 200 on it
N—-s want beef, put money on ’em
High school days used to have n—-s running from me
Shoes with German
Pockets (?), no Sherman
(?)
Street n—-s getting chased like surgeons
Everything foreign down to my Balenciagas
My hoe from Europe
Draco wit’ that blue light from Wakanda
Tell them boys that I want yo’ top, better not let them spot you
In the trap house dressed like a whole cop, .45 wit’ the binoculars
(?) street no thermos
(?) curfew
In the Maybach, closed curtains
Y’all n—-s clowns, no circus
, they merking
She know I’m showing up, she f—–g
If y’all n—-s feeling like Kermit, chopper (?) start jumping

[Hook/Chorus]
Riding in the m———–g Hellcat
If I catch a opp he getting his head wet
Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back
Math the only subject I ain’t fail at
Riding in the m———–g Hellcat
If I catch a opp he getting his head wet
Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back
Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

[Verse 2]
When I go on stage I’m in Givenchey drip
Come back to the trenches, I take off that pretty s–t
Probably in my D-ckies fit
Hair trigger, don’t hit my hip
I’m motivation for the ‘Gram, might up a fifty strip
And that Bentley truck so big, I might hit her in the whip
She got up out my bed and left to Philly for a trip
That ain’t the only thing she left, that b—h left hickies on my d–k
Free Meek Milly, n—-s can’t even pop no wheelies ’round this b—h
If I drove to your city, I got all sticks
I’m a grizzly but I be wit’ all pits
Yo’ b—h ain’t see no money, she got all d–k
When she asked me for a bag, I told her, “Naw, b—h!”
And my n—-s on the east side all rich
Ain’t sitting in no trap, they take them long trips
You a turnaround and come back wit’ that dog s–t
No finessing, we would nail you to that cross quick

[Hook/Chorus]
Riding in this m———–g Hellcat
If I catch a opp he getting his head wet
Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back
Math the only subject I ain’t fail at
S–t we smoking strong, you could smell that
When it come to getting this money, we can’t fail that
If I catch a opp he getting his head wet
It ain’t gon’ stop there, I want his mans next

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