Grits N Sugar ft. Trill Mercy

This is what you get, this is what you get, Been on my shit, I learned to stay up out

The mix

This is what you get, this is what you get, Down south, I put sugar on my grits

Don't play me by that bih. In the yo all day, I'm always making hits

Yeah, uh, yeah, this is what you get, Wun no climbing out the gutter, it was the pit

With no Kool-Aid, We was drinking sugar water every Tuesday

We was sipping Root beer Floats, I got three brothers, You know I used rock they clothes

These niggas ain't been through no struggle, They don't know just how it go

It was six kids, just two homes, And we was sleeping on the floor

Now we seeing money, You know we gotta go get more