Track · Jan 24, 2026 · English

Grit in My Grill

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2:21

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Yeah

Teeth out

Blood in my mouth, I spit it out

[Verse 1]

Chain on my neck, I don't tuck that

Scars on my fist from the comeback

Laugh in your face when you push back

Whole crew stand tall like a thumbtack

Step in my lane, you get whiplash

Talk big, then you fold like thin glass

I turn doubt into diet, I binge that

Every "you can't" on my gym rack

[Chorus]

I got grit in my grill, I don't bite my tongue

If I say that it's up, then it's really up (yeah)

You can bark all you want, but you better run

'Cause I came for the smoke and I love that stuff (hey!)

Grit in my grill, I don't play too nice

If you look in my eyes, see a cut-throat life

Yeah, I'm built from the dirt, from the rust, from the rust

Got grit in my grill, that’s us, that’s us

[Verse 2]

Heart like a brick in a backpack

Sink or you swim, I don't backtrack

I was knee-deep broke, had to hack that

Turned every bad break to a fast track

Talk cheap, I invest in the backlash

Turn pain into paint on the crash pads

If you ride with me, better match that

If you slide on me, you get snapped back

[Chorus]

I got grit in my grill, I don't bite my tongue

If I say that it's up, then it's really up (woah)

You can bark all you want, but you better run

'Cause I came for the smoke and I love that stuff

Grit in my grill, I don't play too nice

If you look in my eyes, see a cut-throat life

Yeah, I'm built from the dirt, from the rust, from the rust

Got grit in my grill, that’s us, that’s us

[Bridge]

Hands up if you ever got slept on (hands up)

Turned that rage to a step stone

Now you stomp so hard that the floor gone

Now you scream so loud that the doubt's gone

[Chorus]

I got grit in my grill, I don't bite my tongue

If I say that it's up, then it's really up

You can bark all you want, but you better run

'Cause I came for the smoke and I love that stuff (yeah)

Grit in my grill, I don't play too nice

If you look in my eyes, see a cut-throat life

Yeah, I'm built from the dirt, from the rust, from the rust

Got grit in my grill, that’s us, that’s us

Style

raphybrid punk-rap banger with snarling male vocalsblown-out guitarsand distorted 808s. tightswung trap groove under chugging power chords; verses stay close and menacinghook explodes with gang vocalsoctave leadsand a halftime stomp. breakdowns punch the low endwith feedback squeals and filter sweeps setting up slam-back choruses.punkmale vocals

Prompt

rap, Hybrid punk-rap banger with snarling male vocals, blown-out guitars, and distorted 808s. Tight, swung trap groove under chugging power chords; verses stay close and menacing, hook explodes with g

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GeneratedJan 24, 2026

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