That's why, I swear man We rockin' the name Griselda damn near everyday Ain't no point of rockin' no other brand 'Cause our shit flyer than their shit anyway Qué poco queda Qué poco queda Qué poco queda (Griselda) Qué poco que (By Fashion Rebels) On the road to the riches Tri-colored Benzes with interest Balmain moto, eatin' Sotto Sotto Cuban links, bolo enter your head, Polo for dolo Gunshots Manolo, poppin' PJ when I show though Coke prices so-so, forty for a whole dough Adobo in the microwave, fried rice nice The greens was creased, Jesus piece waves spinnin' Seems like the lames ain't wanna knock no more, Glock in jaw Dome shot a nigga knock it off, top his Porsche Kick in your door, son's special, we'll wet you All red Ralph lookin' like the Devil We fly niggas, tell Donna yo we got her Prada rockers, Garlic butter on the chops and lobsters Ran hammers like Barry Sanders You know the grammar glammer, hid the nine in the hamper (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot) Qué poco queda (Yeah) Qué poco queda Qué poco queda (It's all real, nigga, look) Qué poco que All I need is a gun and a key A kush trap where I can see brick money from Ps I don't fuck with these rap niggas, now they gunnin' for me You wouldn't even be familiar if it wasn't for me, ha You can't even fuck with the shit I don't write I got hit in the head, I'm blinkin' everything on sight That's on God nigga, I ain't finna fight I'ma put out your lights and I ain't even have to hit you twice Same clip, I ain't reload Niggas use the sack to justify not livin' by the G code Regardless of how much bread in your stash That won't stop a junkie from findin' your head in the trash I'll send a shooter to your residence fast Wavin' the Wesson with the vest and a mask Like: Where the rest of the cash? Look, Reject back from Hell, hit the wax, inhale Clap a shell, Griselda Jack you with the Taxi 12's Conway Qué poco queda Qué poco queda Qué poco queda (Griselda) Qué poco que Hey fam, I'm not saying I'm the king of New York, king of the South I'm the king when it comes to puttin' guns in your mouth