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Griselda Lyrics – Messiah

Griselda Lyrics

Black sprinter, windows on max tinter
Mad sinners sweatin’ like it’s past winter
No witness – offshore tax printer
Tried followin’ the money, but the bag quicker

If he a rat? kill em
Bodies in vast rivers
The strap with her out for –
Blood more than Dracula
Count her in that’s business pack flipper
Dice the block jack ripper
Body Bag zipper

Trash bucket, body parts stuffed in it
Caught him lackin’ at the church
Son was just christened
She’d a probably let him live if he just listened
Trust given – break it goons rushin’ in

False ceiling
Push it over
Duffle in it
She Put the drill to your grill like a fucking dentist
No capping, toe tagging, so savage
She never post a picture doggie so there’s no captions

Cocaine esta todas en mis manos
I want the power want the quota – dime cuando
She really taught me everything I know
Yeah my girl a boss – that’s Griselda Blanco

Eenie meenie miney mo
Pick a hustle she gone glow
She gon run it on her own
She got duffles fulla dough
Fulla dough fulla dough
She got duffles fulla dough
She gon run it now you know
She Griselda Blanco Blanco

Blocked number – no me diga, no statements
No waitin, drop the pin and location
I’M RELOADED!
Pull it, bullet rotation
Had a debt so he got his check post-dated

The load made it
Unload it off the boat weigh it
Coke slanging if it’s short though you won’t make it
Holes waiting for you that’s a bold statement
Fuck up once they tip you off and get ya home raided

She ain’t got no time to waste no time
She on her grind
She don’t drop no dime
She walk the line and do the time

When she walk outside she always strapped up with the nine
Catch a couple bodies that’s a double homicide

Bulletproof out the Land Cruiser
Yeah, she the livin’ proof
Any juice that a woman want
Yeah, she gone pick the fruit

She gon sip on her wine while she got killers on the loose
People reach for the vine but she ain’t in it for a truce

La Madrina
La La La La
La Madrina
(She ain’t in it for a truce)
La Madrina
La La La La
ALa Madrina
(She ain’t in it for a truce)

Cocaine esta todas en mis manos
I want the power want the quota – dime cuando
She really taught me everything I know
Yeah my girl a boss – that’s Griselda Blanco

Eenie meenie miney mo
Pick a hustle she gone glow
She gon run it on her own
She got duffles fulla dough
Fulla dough fulla dough
She got duffles fulla dough
She gon run it now you know
She Griselda Blanco Blanco

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