Y1T - GRILL, Pt. 2 Lyrics

My dentist cooked on my teeth
My shit a GRILL
She wanna come over
But I just wanna chill
She said she ain't want love
She do it for the thrill
You want an autograph
I'll sign your dollar bill

A dollar ten a hundred
I don't care decide
She wanna be my main
But she be by my side
I said I love you girl
I'm sorry but I lied
You wanna make it big
Come on I'll be your guide

She f*cked a baller
Got your mom's digits
I call her
I'm so famous
My face should be on a dollar
You're good you're not loyal
I put her on a collar
I'm in Dubai making all these dollars
F*ck your daughter
Don't even wanna call her
Last night was eventful

But bitch be careful
Don't leave me on read
Come on that's disrespectful
I'll keep it level
I don't wanna resemble
Your man your friend
Nada that might f*ck up your plans
Talk to the hand
Don't care too much about you
Hope you understand
You're not a part of my brand
Go join another band
That's your plan B
You ain't next to me
So why you tryna be
My number one
Lil bitch I'm done
This shit ain't no fun
My heart's cold like some ice
But I'm hot like the sun
Look down the barrel of my-
Go on a run
Start a diet
Course in bio
You should buy it
Guess I'll try it
Don't drive I fly it
And come right back to the studio
Record a single you should buy it
Shut up you don't talk to Y1T