Grayson Allen

I'm feeling like Kanye and Donda
Ride 'round in a Honda 'cause I'm tryna make it rich (Make it rich)
I got 'em lined up like a barber
They jumping too fast suicide like they practices (Practices)
He trying us, then I'ma start swinging
I'm leaving him leaning like activist (Leaning like activist)
He say he a thug, run the streets when it's Knight
But he singing to 12 like he Gladys's (Gladys's)
My life always Harden, Embiided up ('Biided up)
My demons assassins and creeded up (Creeded up)
You stealing my style and start running off with it
You fakers annoying, you teaming up (Teaming up)
You goofies annoying, tweak
Bill Cosby, these niggas sleep
Sow into your garden, reap
He tried to backdoor, creep

'Cause these hoes be running (Running) racing (Racing)
Grabbing (Grabbing) chasing (Chasing)
Carbon (Carbon) casing (Casing)
Bullet (Bullet) facing (Facing)
I got a shock, tazing (Tazing)
Solluminati, gazing (Gazing)
And I put 'em to sleep, dazing (Dazing)
And I send 'em to hell, raising (Raising)

I'm dunking you, rim grazing
I feel like a frat, hazing
Danny in a phantom, phasing
And I'm foul like Allen, Grayson
I'm running through Memphis like grizzly
Boy tried to jump but I split the screen (Split the screen)
Run into my haters, remember me (Remember me)
Got a jack and a stalk, can't forget the bean (Can't forget the bean)
Gotta snap when you talk 'cause you pushing B ('Cause you pushing B)
Late nights when I'm riding I see the fiends (I see the fiends)
I see bullshit but
I see bullshit but I never intervene
Keep the blues on my
Keep the blues on my pants like I'm wearing jeans
If I Prada you, you should Amiri me
Lil' baby will you please just marry me? (Marry me)
Got the team on my back, they say carry me (Team they say carry me)
That shit that you saying ain't scaring me
I stick to my usual vanity (Usual vanity)
I be going through virtual insanity (Virtual insanity)
These niggas be cap they not luxury (They not luxury)
They say they outside they be ducking me (They be ducking me)
I'm holding them up, they be clutching me (They be clutching me)
I hit the left wing just to clutch a three (Swish)

'Cause these hoes be running, racing
Grabbing (Grabbing) chasing (Chasing)
Carbon (Carbon) casing (Casing)
Bullet (Bullet) facing (Facing)
I got a shock, tazing (Tazing)
Solluminati, gazing (Gazing)
And I put 'em to sleep, dazing (Dazing)
And I send 'em to hell, raising (Raising)
Yeah



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Writer(s): Kyle Crawford
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