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Grip, Eklipze - Sorry Lyrics

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Money in foreign accounts
New bottles of tech and I’m pouring em out
Take your bitch to the store and she get an allowance
She know that I am the king in my palace
Fuck in the Benz there’s no room in the rari
On instagram, like sorry not sorry
My life a game, it feel like Atari
I’m just a god, they wanna jihad me
Drip like I’m leaking, I ball like its Seton Hall
My new bitch Chilean and she always feinding
She do all my coke and drink all my semen
She said she love me when I said I’m leaving
They said G Money you always scheming
I pray everyday cause I got my demons
Told her I’d call but I lie
Bitch I do not have the time
I don’t pull up unless she brought her friends
Kush is a gang bitch now think with your head
I wanna charge em' an arm and a leg
Bitch if you hungry you might need to fend
Gold in the front and Ksubi on my denim
He pulling stunts and he might learn a lesson
Devil on my shoulder looking for heaven
She on her knees and she wanting in my blessing
Money in foreign accounts
New bottles of tech and I’m pouring em out
Take your bitch to the store and she get an allowance
She know that I am the king in my palace
Fuck in the Benz there’s no room in the rari
On instagram, like sorry not sorry
My life a game, it feel like Atari
I’m just a god, they wanna jihad me
Withdrawal money like blood they call me the count
You can go shop wit the change in my couch
Boy u bess watch u say out ya mouth
Kuz if you want smoke, me n grip blaze you out
U laze about, I got insomnia for money brah
Yo bitch treat my krib like Madi Gras
Remove the Victorias fuckin Sephora up
I am so sorry that I am not sorry bruh
I am the king of my palace
Do not keep tabs what I keep in my chalice
Creep like a savage, I keep em off balance
The reason she spazzin' jus peep the analysis bitch
Jus peep the analysis bitch
Money in foreign accounts
New bottles of tech and I’m pouring em out
Take your bitch to the store and she get an allowance
She know that I am the king in my palace
Fuck in the Benz there’s no room in the rari
On instagram, like sorry not sorry
My life a game, it feel like Atari
I’m just a god, they wanna jihad me

Money in foreign accounts
New bottles of tech and I’m pouring em out
Take your bitch to the store and she get an allowance
She know that I am the king in my palace
Fuck in the Benz there’s no room in the rari
On instagram, like sorry not sorry
My life a game, it feel like Atari
I’m just a god, they wanna jihad me
Drip like I’m leaking, I ball like its Seton Hall
My new bitch Chilean and she always feinding
She do all my coke and drink all my semen
She said she love me when I said I’m leaving
They said G Money you always scheming
I pray everyday cause I got my demons
Told her I’d call but I lie
Bitch I do not have the time
I don’t pull up unless she brought her friends
Kush is a gang bitch now think with your head
I wanna charge em' an arm and a leg
Bitch if you hungry you might need to fend
Gold in the front and Ksubi on my denim
He pulling stunts and he might learn a lesson
Devil on my shoulder looking for heaven
She on her knees and she wanting in my blessing
Money in foreign accounts
New bottles of tech and I’m pouring em out
Take your bitch to the store and she get an allowance
She know that I am the king in my palace
Fuck in the Benz there’s no room in the rari
On instagram, like sorry not sorry
My life a game, it feel like Atari
I’m just a god, they wanna jihad me
Withdrawal money like blood they call me the count
You can go shop wit the change in my couch
Boy u bess watch u say out ya mouth
Kuz if you want smoke, me n grip blaze you out
U laze about, I got insomnia for money brah
Yo bitch treat my krib like Madi Gras
Remove the Victorias fuckin Sephora up
I am so sorry that I am not sorry bruh
I am the king of my palace
Do not keep tabs what I keep in my chalice
Creep like a savage, I keep em off balance
The reason she spazzin' jus peep the analysis bitch
Jus peep the analysis bitch
Money in foreign accounts
New bottles of tech and I’m pouring em out
Take your bitch to the store and she get an allowance
She know that I am the king in my palace
Fuck in the Benz there’s no room in the rari
On instagram, like sorry not sorry
My life a game, it feel like Atari
I’m just a god, they wanna jihad me

Writer(s): ANGUS JAMES FAIRBAIRN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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