01/15/2026
Title: Got A Grip (John Wick) Artist: C-Low GC Vibe: Aggressive, paranoid, high-energy Trap, military-style percussion.
(Intro) (Sound of a dog barking aggressively, followed by a slide racking back) Yeah. I got a grip. And I ain't letting go. Like my Pits. Lockjaw. MnF. C$C. Watch out.
(Chorus) I got a grip and ion letting go like my pits I took a grip of the wheel with the steel next to my hip. If a op wants to run his lip, I ain't even gotta touch you I know motherf**kers that will smash you quick. I let that s**t hit like John Wick (Pow!) I keep a good grip every time I let them 35 slugs rip. I know motherf**kers that go ape s**t if you try playing with us Baby, what you don't understand is we dangerous.
(Verse 1) We came up from the mud, started this s**t from rock bottom Any problem that we had, yeah you know that we solved 'em. I ride alone or with a bitch in the whip Finna get some payback, don't let ‘em make you slip. Don't let them take your position, no matter the situation Right now I’m posting up at the gas station. Refilling the tank, get myself something to drink Refill my energy, time to hustle, time to think. On my way back home, rapping and landscaping for a living I took a grip on my life, stopped asking for the giving. I ain't doing nothing illegal, so nothing for them to f**k with So I got nothing to slip about, I refuse to quit.
(Verse 2) You feel new flex? Stop hating, bitch Because when no one was there, we was down in the ditch. Don't say we was never right there giving you something special But you went back on yourself, now you wrestle with the devil. You lost those who was special to you, bae Baby, I’ma go-getter, get out my way. Like my hood nibbahs, we get it in any way Gotta get this big pay, f**k what they gotta say. CEO of my own, rolling through, Momma We ain't about that drama, but we ready for the trauma. Don't p**s me off with that f**k s**t I might come through bassin' heads, empty out the clip.
(Bridge) Keep that fake s**t away from me I don't feel like catching a case, I’m trying to be free. I ain't on no dumb s**t, aye I can help, but not many willing to listen to what I say. Follow the real, this s**t kills But we gon' let ‘em know exactly how it feels. We gon' make ‘em understand what it took to get here We gon' make sure they know who we is, crystal clear.
(Verse 3) We gon' win in the end, I stay blessed ‘Cause I don't do people how they do me, I pass the test. And that’s why I win in the end, I keep the grip With the blicky inside my pants, got the extended clip. I got the grenades and homemade bombs, yeah I’m ready For when the country has to fight to survive, keep it steady. We are in nuclear and spiritual warfares right now I’m a soldier in the field, wiping sweat off my brow. I refuse to bow. I got a grip.
(Chorus) I got a grip and ion letting go like my pits I took a grip of the wheel with the steel next to my hip. If a op wants to run his lip, I ain't even gotta touch you I know motherf**kers that will smash you quick. I let that s**t hit like John Wick I keep a good grip every time I let them 35 slugs rip. I know motherf**kers that go ape s**t if you try playing with us Baby, what you don't understand is we dangerous.
(Outro) John Wick mode. Spiritual warfare. Nuclear warfare. But I’m landscaping. I’m rapping. I’m legal. Don’t make me flip the switch. C-Low GC. Grip tight. (Dog bark fades out)
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