Grit & Grind

Yeah,

I hear

that Keep talking

Bitches talk shit, but they never say it straight All that noise

online, still they freeze face to face

Bitches talk shit, I just turn it into bass

Let ’em feed the room,

I’m the one they can’t replace

You got my name in your mouth,

that’s rent-free Whole lot of smoke,

but you never come test me Post one line,

then you hide when it gets seen I walk in calm,

now the whole room gets messy No cheap shots,

I’m precise with the pen

You repeat what you heard,

I create what I am If the story needs a villain,

go and cast me again

I’ll be paid from the stage while you type in your den

Bitches talk shit, but they never say it straight All that noise

online, still they freeze face to face

Bitches talk shit, I just turn it into bass

Let ’em feed the room,

I’m the one they can’t replace

I don’t chase rumors,

I make moves New heels on the floor,

watch the whole place groove You can throw little shade,

I got nothing to prove Every word that you drop puts my

name in the news Too loud for the whisper,

too sharp for the clique I cut through the cap with a

four-bar switch If you’re talking that tough,

better stand on the script ’Cause the truth hits harder when the

beat goes kick

Say it with your chest,

don’t mumble in the crowd If you want my attention,

you better say it loud I turned every side-eye to a sold-out

sound Now the same ones talking wanna come around

Bitches talk shit, but they never say it straight

All that noise online,

still they freeze face to face Bitches talk shit,

I just turn it into bass

Let ’em feed the room,

I’m the one they can’t replace