Grynd With Me

Grynd gang

This yo song

Baby different from them bitches I couldn't hit her and run
I treat her better than the rest got them bitter and dumb
She got a bag I got a bag so we split it in one
My dawg told me two bags always bigger than one
On the stand I'll lie for her
If heaven had a price tag I'll buy it for her
Treat my bitch like my dawg I'll slide for her
Treat my bitch like my dawg I'll slide for her
Aye
Got that stick in my hand when I'm in that park gear
Me and baby still shine even when it's dark here
Pulled over with the
Even had the dog here
She gone stuff it in her pussy better bring the dogs here
In a bag we gone grynd all year
You been sittin on yo ass you be lyin over there
And them days I be down baby all in my ear
Fuck niggas get a bag baby this our year
Baby know I love money but she know she mines too
Ridin with a ticket and my bitch fine too
Young grynd nigga so my bitch grynd too
Me and baby love to ball we like Monica and Q
We go together like a beat and a chorus
She a cold bitch in her bag like a corpse
We go together like a beat and a chorus
She a cold bitch in her bag like a corpse

Come and grynd with me
We be gettin to the money come and ride with me
Catch a case and go to jail do the time with me
Aye is you on that type of time with me
Would you slide with me
Come and grynd with me
We be gettin to the money come and ride with me
Catch a case and go to jail do the time with me
Aye is you on that type of time with me
Would you slide with me

Yeah they mad baby
Put God first that's the way that we gone last baby
I be in my own lane I don't crash baby
A bag of money girl you lookin like the stash baby
Aye tell em bring it back



Credits
Writer(s): Kevone Hughes
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