Description:– Thanksgiving Lyrics Antt Beatz & DJ Drama & Tee Grizzley are Provided in this article. The track is lead by Antt Beatz. It is released on November 17, 2022.
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Song:– Thanksgiving
Singer:– Antt Beatz & DJ Drama & Tee Grizzley
Producer:– Antt Beatz
Written:– Antt Beatz, DJ Drama & Tee Grizzley
Thanksgiving Lyrics Antt Beatz & DJ Drama & Tee Grizzley
[Intro: DJ Drama & Tee Grizzley]
(What up Antt?)
Oh yeah, it’s a hood nigga Thanksgiving (What up Antt?)
You know that means (Let’s get it)
(DJ)
It’s time to feed the streets
[Verse: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, they say money is the root of all evil (Oh, that’s what they said?)
Psh, okay, tell that to the fam (They happy)
Bein’ broke the root of all evil ’cause a broke nigga see us, he gon’ try to rob and end up gettin’ blammed (Bop, bop)
Thanksgiving, honeybake, you know I go ham
Ayy, SRT or Bentley truck, I just might go Lamb’ (Which one?)
Your bitch, she don’t wrestle, but just got through gettin’ slammed
Give me soul food vibes ’cause niggas sweet as yams (No cap)
Fourth quarter, pass me the rock, I bet I clutch up (Pass)
Wе know everybody ain’t gon’ like us, so thе fuck what? (Fuck ’em)
You just want to hear yourself talk, shut the fuck up (Fuck up)
Bitch I’m from the D, might catch me in the Benz buffed up (Yeah)
Niggas think we set today, bitch this is what we dealt (Nigga)
I can’t take no hoes home, that shit’ll get you killed
Never been a broke, hatin’ ass nigga, how that feel?
They some killers in their songs, we’ll kill their ass for real (For real)
They don’t like my hood, but when I see them, bet I throw it up ([?])
Learned my lesson fuckin’ with new niggas, that’s a no for us (Fuck ’em)
If I give this lil’ bitch my number, bet she blow it up (I bet you)
Ridin’ Rolls truck, white guts, I call it coconut (Woo, woo)
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)
I bet you can’t name a drug my niggas cannot flip (I bet you)
Don’t care what kind of pants they is, my money cannot fit (They can’t)
When I see niggas with they bitch, they shit be lookin’ lit (Theo)
I wonder, do them niggas know them hoes was on my dick? (Goofy)
My chain so heavy I could take it off and beat you with it (And beat you)
Don’t give a fuck if niggas strapped ’cause we’ll leave ’em with it (Bop, bop)
The goal was make it out the trenches, not just me my nigga (Who else?)
But, everybody that I love, so let’s complete the mission (Let’s get it)
Bag touched (The bag here), get sold out (Sold out)
Told brodie (Told bro), you showin’ out
Ridin’ with one hundred pounds, call it Rolling Loud
Shit be gone in a week, trap be goin’ wild (Already?)
Bad bitch (Bad bitch), poke it out (Come here)
They ain’t know we was the ones, bet they know it now (I bet you)
Opp crib (That’s the house), scope it out (Lay on it)
Who ever walk outside first, blow ’em down (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
[Outro: DJ Drama]
(What up Antt?)
Oh, you know me
Hahaha
Mr. Thanksgiving
(DJ)
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