STEEZ.
Grand for the night
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grand for the night
Roll up my
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my
Grand for the night
Roll up the weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grand for the night
Roll for the weed
Grand for the
Grand Grand
Roll up the weed
Then I gotta flee
Preme on my briefs
Chills up my sleeve
Chill chill baby please
Suck me till I sleep
Thats my lil freak
They wanna flick of me trynna get up on some of my steez
I got floss on me
On the south side with my aunt lisa huh
Six twelves in the speakers
You can feel the vibrate through the seats huh
I got it for my reasons
I was up five tryna get an increase
Grab for the nine
Roll up my
Roll roll grab
Grab for the nine nine
Nine nine
Grab for the roll
Grab roll up the roll
Grab
Check
Okay now yea I be that nigga that you heard about
Gold all in my grillin chillin nigga fuck your word of mouth
She wanna come suck me til i'm dry
And fall asleep but I got shit to do
Money never made itself
Neaux ID resemble who
Okay now bitch you trippin
Never find nobody do this shit like pimpin
Never simpin trickin off on pussy still don't never get it
Must be out your mind
On my grizzly on my grind
Please don't bother hitting my line cause I don't never have the time I got
Chocolate toddy come and pop my collar for me uh
If you can't rep the house then you is not my homie uh
All that talking baby why don't you come show me uh
Fellatio inside the coupe don't mean you know me huh
Plus I pop a lot of shit that's why they hating on the kid
But it don't matter cause nobody ever touch me
And yea I used to pitch in five to get the grammy
Now I'm smoking out the ounce but never call a nigga lucky
Bitch
Damn
This some good
Grand for the night
Roll up the weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll for the weed
Grab for the grab grab
Roll up the weed
Then I gotta flee
Preme on my briefs uh
Chills up my sleeve
Chill Chill baby please
Suck me till I sleep
Thats my lil freak
They wanna flick of me trynna get up on some of my steez
I got floss on me
On the south side with my aunt lisa huh
Six twelves in the speakers
You can feel the vibrate through the seats huh
I got it for my reasons
I was up five tryna get an increase
Grab for the nine
Roll up my
Roll roll grab
Grab for the nine nine
Nine nine
Grab for the roll
Grab roll up the roll
Grab
I aint lost my mind just high im not crazy
Seats on recline from side to side swangin
Sip until im right then rock-a-bye baby
This was in 05 na na na na
I aint lost my mind just high im not crazy
Seats on recline from side to side swangin
Sip until im right then rock-a-bye baby
You niggas aint fucking with me nigga
I put everything on it
They wanna flick of me tryna get up on some my
I got so many reasons why theses niggas can't fuck with my
Steez ease up on this dope or get a line
I was like ten in the front lawn post up or pick a side
Bitch
Back like what I missed
Niggas gone make me pissed
Drop that shit it don't hit
Notice I had to get rid of them
Now the house black I'm lit
Bae like chill you offending them
Tell em all suck my
Nigga you just old you aint no og nigga
All them story tales getting old fuck what what you told me nigga
Steez all black like mason garçon fabrics bet I look cozy in it
Aint no need to panic got it all handled
You don't know me know me
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grand for the night
Roll up my
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my
Grand for the night
Roll up the weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grand for the night
Roll for the weed
Grand for the
Grand Grand
Roll up the weed
Then I gotta flee
Preme on my briefs
Chills up my sleeve
Chill chill baby please
Suck me till I sleep
Thats my lil freak
They wanna flick of me trynna get up on some of my steez
I got floss on me
On the south side with my aunt lisa huh
Six twelves in the speakers
You can feel the vibrate through the seats huh
I got it for my reasons
I was up five tryna get an increase
Grab for the nine
Roll up my
Roll roll grab
Grab for the nine nine
Nine nine
Grab for the roll
Grab roll up the roll
Grab
Check
Okay now yea I be that nigga that you heard about
Gold all in my grillin chillin nigga fuck your word of mouth
She wanna come suck me til i'm dry
And fall asleep but I got shit to do
Money never made itself
Neaux ID resemble who
Okay now bitch you trippin
Never find nobody do this shit like pimpin
Never simpin trickin off on pussy still don't never get it
Must be out your mind
On my grizzly on my grind
Please don't bother hitting my line cause I don't never have the time I got
Chocolate toddy come and pop my collar for me uh
If you can't rep the house then you is not my homie uh
All that talking baby why don't you come show me uh
Fellatio inside the coupe don't mean you know me huh
Plus I pop a lot of shit that's why they hating on the kid
But it don't matter cause nobody ever touch me
And yea I used to pitch in five to get the grammy
Now I'm smoking out the ounce but never call a nigga lucky
Bitch
Damn
This some good
Grand for the night
Roll up the weed
Grab for the nine
Roll up my weed
Grab for the nine
Roll for the weed
Grab for the grab grab
Roll up the weed
Then I gotta flee
Preme on my briefs uh
Chills up my sleeve
Chill Chill baby please
Suck me till I sleep
Thats my lil freak
They wanna flick of me trynna get up on some of my steez
I got floss on me
On the south side with my aunt lisa huh
Six twelves in the speakers
You can feel the vibrate through the seats huh
I got it for my reasons
I was up five tryna get an increase
Grab for the nine
Roll up my
Roll roll grab
Grab for the nine nine
Nine nine
Grab for the roll
Grab roll up the roll
Grab
I aint lost my mind just high im not crazy
Seats on recline from side to side swangin
Sip until im right then rock-a-bye baby
This was in 05 na na na na
I aint lost my mind just high im not crazy
Seats on recline from side to side swangin
Sip until im right then rock-a-bye baby
You niggas aint fucking with me nigga
I put everything on it
They wanna flick of me tryna get up on some my
I got so many reasons why theses niggas can't fuck with my
Steez ease up on this dope or get a line
I was like ten in the front lawn post up or pick a side
Bitch
Back like what I missed
Niggas gone make me pissed
Drop that shit it don't hit
Notice I had to get rid of them
Now the house black I'm lit
Bae like chill you offending them
Tell em all suck my
Nigga you just old you aint no og nigga
All them story tales getting old fuck what what you told me nigga
Steez all black like mason garçon fabrics bet I look cozy in it
Aint no need to panic got it all handled
You don't know me know me
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Writer(s): Christopher Brown
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