Grammy
I'm with the family
Get it by any means n thug it out
Out to Miami
Nothing but foreigns my n poppin out
Don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma just throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to God
Imma move all the homies out
Oops my bad
Started this s in the park
Ya b is bad works n
know you be fixing her arch
Couple thou on a piece
You see my s in the dark
We don't do unfriendly remarks
Bugging out now he stiffer than starch
Flooded out see my s from the stars
I was just fixing my cards
Last night I was switching up broads
Magazine like I ordered a large
My trey young you get hit with a hawk
He play dumb we gone pick him apart
Hurd she was fronted on me?
B never played with my heart!
I'm with the family, get it
By any means n thug it out
Out to Miami, its nothing
But foreigns my ns poppin out
You don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to god Ima move all the homies out
Milano Milano
I look good in this Milano
Think she would in this Milano
Body work ivan drago
Papa smurf, out the blue range
Bought her a new chain
Lil fire b
Used to be crip
Call her my blue flame
Imma just rap till I die
Fn in the passenger side
No license for it I'm fine
That's the only way that I could drive
Feel a way when I'm catching a vibe
Disrespect they was catching the fire
Hit his whip then we flattened his tire
Ain't no way that that n alive
Ain't no way that that n survived
Feel a way you could skip down the line
Getting paid cause I been on my grind
Ns ain't wasting my time
You Face me den u facing a 9
Get dropped just for dropping a dime
Punch machines like optimus prime
Ain't no way my s could decline
Still amazed how dis s was designed
Getting laid put my s in her spine
Limp away tell her baby you fine
Let a young n shine
Please don't go telling ya mom
Cause I'll be undressing your mom
Hurd it was bread on that contract
Tell capo where to sign
I'm with the family, get it by any means n thug it out
Out to Miami, its nothing
But foreigns my ns poppin out
You don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to God
Ima move all the homies out
It's in my blood not to lose
And that boy trust is a goon
We just got flooded in June
Water on me like I fell off a cruise
They know I'm the best like harden get left slumped by the pool
Said she love me I need the neck
Right in the booth
Issa true story though and
They hating on us but they corny though Boy
I just fuck a new b she a scorpio
Boy let me tell you the brain is retarded though
Made some mistakes n ain't sorry though
My ns running from jakes for the cardio
get pushed on the floor ain't no pardon bro
Suppressor the barrel I cut off the audio
Fuck out my way
I had enough on my plate
We just got couple more bottles
Henny go straight I ain't ask for no chase
We was just swerving through
Traffic 80'd the bus lane in a wraith
Ask me I'm pleading the 5th, boys tryna build up a case
Abracadabra
Watch ya h disappear
Get tossed in the lake
now u need fishing gear
Brooklyn n
I Even started a business here
Me and you ain't cut the same
You got no business here
I'm with the family
Get it by any means n thug it out
Out to Miami, its nothing
But foreigns my ns poppin out
You don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to God
Ima move all the homies out
Get it by any means n thug it out
Out to Miami
Nothing but foreigns my n poppin out
Don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma just throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to God
Imma move all the homies out
Oops my bad
Started this s in the park
Ya b is bad works n
know you be fixing her arch
Couple thou on a piece
You see my s in the dark
We don't do unfriendly remarks
Bugging out now he stiffer than starch
Flooded out see my s from the stars
I was just fixing my cards
Last night I was switching up broads
Magazine like I ordered a large
My trey young you get hit with a hawk
He play dumb we gone pick him apart
Hurd she was fronted on me?
B never played with my heart!
I'm with the family, get it
By any means n thug it out
Out to Miami, its nothing
But foreigns my ns poppin out
You don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to god Ima move all the homies out
Milano Milano
I look good in this Milano
Think she would in this Milano
Body work ivan drago
Papa smurf, out the blue range
Bought her a new chain
Lil fire b
Used to be crip
Call her my blue flame
Imma just rap till I die
Fn in the passenger side
No license for it I'm fine
That's the only way that I could drive
Feel a way when I'm catching a vibe
Disrespect they was catching the fire
Hit his whip then we flattened his tire
Ain't no way that that n alive
Ain't no way that that n survived
Feel a way you could skip down the line
Getting paid cause I been on my grind
Ns ain't wasting my time
You Face me den u facing a 9
Get dropped just for dropping a dime
Punch machines like optimus prime
Ain't no way my s could decline
Still amazed how dis s was designed
Getting laid put my s in her spine
Limp away tell her baby you fine
Let a young n shine
Please don't go telling ya mom
Cause I'll be undressing your mom
Hurd it was bread on that contract
Tell capo where to sign
I'm with the family, get it by any means n thug it out
Out to Miami, its nothing
But foreigns my ns poppin out
You don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to God
Ima move all the homies out
It's in my blood not to lose
And that boy trust is a goon
We just got flooded in June
Water on me like I fell off a cruise
They know I'm the best like harden get left slumped by the pool
Said she love me I need the neck
Right in the booth
Issa true story though and
They hating on us but they corny though Boy
I just fuck a new b she a scorpio
Boy let me tell you the brain is retarded though
Made some mistakes n ain't sorry though
My ns running from jakes for the cardio
get pushed on the floor ain't no pardon bro
Suppressor the barrel I cut off the audio
Fuck out my way
I had enough on my plate
We just got couple more bottles
Henny go straight I ain't ask for no chase
We was just swerving through
Traffic 80'd the bus lane in a wraith
Ask me I'm pleading the 5th, boys tryna build up a case
Abracadabra
Watch ya h disappear
Get tossed in the lake
now u need fishing gear
Brooklyn n
I Even started a business here
Me and you ain't cut the same
You got no business here
I'm with the family
Get it by any means n thug it out
Out to Miami, its nothing
But foreigns my ns poppin out
You don't understand me
Scuff my 350s imma throw em out
When I win a grammy
I promise to God
Ima move all the homies out
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Writer(s): Eric Philippeau
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