Grind Mode (feat. DC THE DON)

B. Jones
(KP on the track)
Grind mode

Uh-oh, oh no
They know, grind mode
Move fast (move fast)
Too slow (too slow)
Unload (ooh) grind mode

Get to the bag, get to the paper
Get to the money, grind mode (grind mode)
Get to the cash, you'll see it later
Come in and run it, grind mode (run it)
I get the bag, I get the paper
I get the money, grind mode
I know that she fine, but a dollar worth more than a dime
I'm in grind mode

2018 comin' with the flame, you know we startin' it right (ah)
Brodie' is pumpin' the beat
B. Jones is pickin' it up and he givin' it life
KP is up on the feat, DC on route (whoo) yeah, team synchronized
Bringin' the crowd to they feet, should be on their knees
Why we blessin' the mic? (Buss)

Buss Down be shinin' at night, diamonds too bright
Lookin' like Sunny Delight (whoo)
You know I PJ the flight
Might take off tonight, check if the temperature right
We might just land in Dubai
Look to the sky, damn, all my beats fly
Takin' my piece of the pie
Don't look surprised, all of my bank accounts rise

Lookin' at shorty she fine (yeah, shorty she fine)
Yeah, she a dime
But I can't pay her no mind (can't pay her no mind)
Too focused on grind
No, I can't give her my time (can't give her my time)
Tell her to wait in the line
Not in my prime but I shine, Optimus Prime
Tell 'em to all get behind ('hind, 'hind)

Uh-oh, oh no
They know, it's grind mode
Move fast (move fast)
Too slow (too slow)
Unload (whoo), it's grind mode

Get to the bag, get to the paper
Get to the money, grind mode (grind mode)
Get to the cash, you'll see it later
Come in and run it, grind mode (run it)
I get the bag, I get the paper
I get the money, grind mode
I know that she fine, but a dollar worth more than a dime
I'm in grind mode

Yeah, yeah (what?), I gotta go get a bag (ooh)
I need my loot off the cash (ooh)
How 'bout the "Let's get a Jag?" (ooh)
Run it man, run it up fast (huh)
Chomp it up, stomp on the gas (huh)
Already top of my class (huh)
You on, but that's in the past

I get the beat then I spazz part of my swag, yeah, check up the stats
I turn it up to the max, countin' my racks (yeah), turn 'em to ash
Me and Zo still in our stash, yeah, what?
Really y'all don't know the half
Summer was really a draft, I worked on my craft
This time, and I blew up this track

Hop out and pop out, your sisters are stutterin'
Bigger the bankroll, the ru-ru-ru-, rubber band
You still below me, you turn to an underman
Me and Zo silent, we have the world wonderin' (huh)
ZO2, DC, yeah
Back again, don't leave
Stack it up, I need the green
I'm grindin', I got somethin' planned that you will not believe (like bands)

Uh-oh, oh no
They know, it's grind mode
Move fast (move fast)
Too slow (too slow)
Unload (whoo), it's grind mode

Get to the bag, get to the paper
Get to the money, grind mode (grind mode)
Get to the cash, you'll see it later
Come in and run it, grind mode (run it)
I get the bag, I get the paper
I get the money, grind mode
I know that she fine, but a dollar worth more than a dime
I'm in grind mode



Credits
Writer(s): Daijon Davis, Kenneth Taylor, Christopher Steven Brown, Briane Jones, Lonzo Ball
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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