Cash Cobain, J. Cole Grippy

She like my kick game And when you me, you don't kick game I put her front row at the Knick game Now she in my phone with a nickname It's, it's, it's, hmm (Mmm) Grippy Yeah (Gvrlnd!, I'm rockin' with this one) Grippy, huh Grippy, I call her that 'cause it's grippy She thick in the hips, she a hippie And she thick in the lips, she gon' lick me And she sendin' a flick when she hit me With a kissy emoji, she miss me When she see me, she say she gon' strip me She gon' chew on this stick like it's Wrigley's Mm, yеah, believe it or not likе Ripley's She said she was gay until I slayed, now she strictly dickly As soon as she page, I'm on the way, and I be showin' up quickly On the highway, I'm doin' a hundred-and-fifty Like, I gotta get you up out of them Vickies, uh, like Pussy so good, I just had an epiphany It's grippy and wet, you know I'm a vet, but you makin' me feel like a rookie How you make me tap out so swiftly? But I'm back for the second round victory I remember I saw you on Fifth Ave with your homies Sabrina and Tiffany I was thinkin' like, "Damn, your whole clique bad" But I wanted your body specifically, hmm Like, I'm tryna see how that glove gon' fit me, hmm Like, I wanna feel like I'm touchin' your kidneys, hmm Like, bitch, I'ma send all your kids to Disney, hmm I'ma pay a lil' extra, make sure they meet Mickey, hmm She a what? She a what? She a grippy, huh (Mmm) She a what? She a what? She a grippy Destiny, I'm tryna give you the best of me I wanna kill it like rest in peace Eat on that pussy like it was a recipe, like Shanti, I wanna make you a mommy You look good as a redhead, dreadhead Black hair, pink hair, blondie, like Zari, I know I be on ya body Not Meg Thee Stallion, but you a hottie You let me hit I'ma buss ya scalotti, like damn Mia, I cannot wait 'til I see ya I cannot wait 'til I eat ya You got a nigga then I wanna be him, like damn Jada, you know I would never play ya Can I put you on my face, love I want ya pussy now and want it later, like Kayla, got a body like you Wayda Can I put you on my face love That pussy creamy call you mash potatoes, like China, You got that good up vagina I gotta, find ya I gotta hit one more time to remind ya, like damn Niyah, you the quiet, you the shy one I wanna, mm, nevermind love Fuck that, I want parts of ya vagina, like damn Toni, I know that shit macaroni I wanna be more than homies Gimme that pussy don't be acting phony, like Onny, you the opposite of boney Can you ride it like a pony? Whenever you want it mommy, you could call me, like TNT, I wanna have us a 3v3 Make it a movie, DVD All of us got our phones on DND, like damn Tiq the freak, Destiny, Lexi, I got a BNB Polishers, like the eatery None of these others niggas ever seeing me Marni, Marni, I don't wanna talk about Marni I don't think that I should talk about Marni, fuck it, I'ma talk about Marni You piss my bitches off like a potty Can't get these niggas off of your body I wanna put it all in your body Wanna get in ya draws 'til my dick is soft, now my dick is off in ya body I got that different talk If a nigga say that he don't want you then he get gizz lotti, like damn Mmmh Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmh Jess, we could make a mess, tss I got something I must confess, tss I wanna see you get undressed, for sure I'm bout to send you my address Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm And when it in doubt, got me figured out, can't forget about Millie, I wanna fuck your body 'til you're dizzy Want you to suck it sloppy, make it spitty I'm about to call your phone so come get with me Know you don't drink, can you sip me? I want ya face, you so pretty, I got a thing for your titties I wanna eat your body like a ten piece, damn Like a ten-piece McNugget, baby, for sure (Yeah) For sure