Tee Grizzley – Catch It


Run off with it, we gon’ catch ’em
Like hol’ up, catch it
Hol’ up, catch it
Pray for the opps and bless they man’s restin’
I sat my whole circle down
I’ma come holler at y’all
My nigga we gotta get icy
I got niggas that came with the murder
The goal was to make 50 bands
Is the same way I act while in private
I’m in love with with Tinashe
My place so full nigga
Chop sticks he don’t even suit 9’s
Either these niggas don’t know what they doin’, or they scared to go for the kill
Hol’ up, catch it
I was with all of the shooters, when I heard it was money on me
Like hol’ up, catch it
[Hook]
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, catch it
These niggas ain’t fucking with me

For you niggas that can’t wait to rob me
And 30 bottles of the finest
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, catch it
And watch the money get to flying
When I’m sick of running up commas
Rob my man’s and gave it back, stupid we still stretched ’em
Nigga, I blow all of that shit when I go it ain’t comin’ with me
She gon’ see this and be lit

I hit the horn and keep going
You can say that two times
Cause you niggas ain’t talkin’ bout shit
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, catch it
Run off with it, we gon’ catch ’em
Like nigga we gotta rich
Bitch I’m 50, 2 times
Take me a lil’ break from the money
King T, I’m your highness
300 hundreds on me
Like hol’ up, catch it
Pray for the opps and bless they man’s restin’
Caught the bag at breakfast it’s gone and still breakfast
Rob my man’s and gave it back, stupid we still stretched ’em
I can’t wait to see if she loyal
If I can’t get in with my fire
[Verse 1]
I can not go to the club
[Verse 2]
We know, they know what they doin’ them niggas just know what it is
Niggas don’t wanna take it to violence
Nigga, that ain’t no money to me
Can’t wait to see if she a squirter
Caught the bag at breakfast it’s gone and still breakfast
Louis, ain’t talkin’ Missouri and 2 had a hundred on me I was in St.
Matter fact leave me your number
Hol’ up, catch it
I was around the hitman when I found out it was money on me
And when I’m tired thumbin’ through hunnids
[Hook]
I can’t wait to see to her in person
I’m 25 four times
We just can’t fall in love with the shit

2 times say he don’t shoot cribs
I done did that a few times
I’ma come see what y’all on, I’ma let your bitch know when I’m coming
Like hol’ up, catch it
That’s a lil’ big homie, touch ’em until you make it to 3
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, catch it
After we had that talk, them niggas ain’t stop working
Hol’ up, catch it
When I wanna talk about nothing
The same way I act out in public