Mic Miles - Greaselake Lyrics

yea
yea yea
Straight up out the grease
If its a problem we can link
I Still don't need no team
I feel like Bobby in his teens
Still ain't called that bitch back
And she got you buying rings
You tryin to give her sugar dog
She just want the cream
Never gave flowers boy
Only gave her seeds
Told her I want a slice
She want me to be her peace
Fuck that shit
I gotta catch a flight
I gotta leave
But imma see
I cant trust these niggas
Thats the way i gotta be
Know i'm buzzin getting honeys
But this shit ain't sweet
Lookin down on me
They gon only see defeat
Choppin up this heat
Gordan Ramsey with the beets
Got a lil freak
We like Beauty and The Beast
She gon give me top
Cuz i'm the topic of the week
She gon get it back
I like to give what I receive
So if you takin shots
Im sending bottles to yo team
Cant catch me on the scene
In Bahamas with the breeze
You take yo family out to eat
You at Bahama Breeze
All these niggas snakes
Don't take shit if its free
And i'll never trust these hoes dog
Look at Adam Eve
Straight up out the grease
If its a problem we can link
I Still don't need no team
I feel like Bobby in his teens
Still ain't called that bitch back
And she got you buying rings
You tryin to give her sugar dog
She just want the cream
Never gave flowers boy
Only gave her seeds
Told her I want a slice
She want me to be her peace
Fuck that shit
I gotta catch a flight
I gotta leave
But imma see
I cant trust these bitches
That's the way I gotta be
Yea they say love me
But that's something I gotta see
I'm just tryin to score
So i can pass her to the team
Got her off the rebound
Triple doubles every week
All these fuckin chains dog
Feel like Mr. T
Been hopped outta Rocket boy
Shout out Mr. B
Don't get outta pocket
We gon pop em like a bean
Look I don't want no problems
I'm just trying to eat in peace
Still can't get shit for free
Even family pay a fee
Try us if you please
We gon smoke yo family tree
All the niggas snakes
Gotta watch em when you sleep
And I'll never trust these hoes dog
Look at Robin G
Straight up out the grease
If its a problem we can link
I Still don't need no team
I feel like Bobby in his teens
Still ain't called that bitch back
And she got you buying rings
You tryin to give her sugar dog
She just want the cream
Never gave flowers boy
Only gave her seeds
Told her I want a slice
She want me to be her peace
Fuck that shit
I gotta catch a flight
I gotta leave
But imma see

yea
yea yea
Straight up out the grease
If its a problem we can link
I Still don't need no team
I feel like Bobby in his teens
Still ain't called that bitch back
And she got you buying rings
You tryin to give her sugar dog
She just want the cream
Never gave flowers boy
Only gave her seeds
Told her I want a slice
She want me to be her peace
Fuck that shit
I gotta catch a flight
I gotta leave
But imma see
I cant trust these niggas
Thats the way i gotta be
Know i'm buzzin getting honeys
But this shit ain't sweet
Lookin down on me
They gon only see defeat
Choppin up this heat
Gordan Ramsey with the beets
Got a lil freak
We like Beauty and The Beast
She gon give me top
Cuz i'm the topic of the week
She gon get it back
I like to give what I receive
So if you takin shots
Im sending bottles to yo team
Cant catch me on the scene
In Bahamas with the breeze
You take yo family out to eat
You at Bahama Breeze
All these niggas snakes
Don't take shit if its free
And i'll never trust these hoes dog
Look at Adam Eve
Straight up out the grease
If its a problem we can link
I Still don't need no team
I feel like Bobby in his teens
Still ain't called that bitch back
And she got you buying rings
You tryin to give her sugar dog
She just want the cream
Never gave flowers boy
Only gave her seeds
Told her I want a slice
She want me to be her peace
Fuck that shit
I gotta catch a flight
I gotta leave
But imma see
I cant trust these bitches
That's the way I gotta be
Yea they say love me
But that's something I gotta see
I'm just tryin to score
So i can pass her to the team
Got her off the rebound
Triple doubles every week
All these fuckin chains dog
Feel like Mr. T
Been hopped outta Rocket boy
Shout out Mr. B
Don't get outta pocket
We gon pop em like a bean
Look I don't want no problems
I'm just trying to eat in peace
Still can't get shit for free
Even family pay a fee
Try us if you please
We gon smoke yo family tree
All the niggas snakes
Gotta watch em when you sleep
And I'll never trust these hoes dog
Look at Robin G
Straight up out the grease
If its a problem we can link
I Still don't need no team
I feel like Bobby in his teens
Still ain't called that bitch back
And she got you buying rings
You tryin to give her sugar dog
She just want the cream
Never gave flowers boy
Only gave her seeds
Told her I want a slice
She want me to be her peace
Fuck that shit
I gotta catch a flight
I gotta leave
But imma see