Grindin
Grinding hard for the times when I ain't have shit
Now we do the dash catch a pops wit a bad bitch
Grinding hard for my fam I can't let em down
Niggas sneak dissing hit his block let off 100 rounds
Grinding hard for this money thats my motivation
Fuck a bitch and block her number
Bitch ion want no relations
Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
Do yo run up in the party so you know I got it
Bankroll got me still limping mama told me get a wallet
Bitches weed sipping loud but the chopper got a silence
Mobbing through yo hood it look like we trynna stop the violence
Lil nigga we eating come and get a plate
Got this rich nigga dick ask yo bitch how it taste
Yea we shooting fuck you thought
You thought we was in a race
Car so fast you thought that we was going outta space
Hit his block and send shots when I know he lacking
Bitch I got them bands on me thats the reason why Im sagging
Do the dash and double back when its action out in traffic
Im just trynna see a mill ion wanna see a casket
Grinding hard for the times when I ain't have shit
Now we do the dash catch a pops wit a bad bitch
Grinding hard for my fam I can't let em down
Niggas sneak dissing hit his block let off 100 rounds
Grinding hard for this money thats my motivation
Fuck a bitch and block her number
Bitch ion want no relations
Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
These nigga's goofie's trynna copy off my style
I be ducking in yo bitch while you steady catching fouls
Threw the Tommy on the shirt cause I aint did it in a while
Up a roll on yo ass just to make yo bitch smile
Ridin with the 45 gage just a 40 cal
Im trynna run it up remember times I was down
You making nigga's laugh lil dog you a clown
Aint no taxes over here we swiping every pop in town
Young nigga 16 shinning like a light
Get the bag in the morning get it gone by the night
Tree block baby Pooh Pooh world better say it right
Pops out in New York now I gotta catch a flight
Grinding hard for the times when I ain't have shit
Now we do the dash catch a pops wit a bad bitch
Grinding hard for my fam I can't let em down
Niggas sneak dissing hit his block let off 100 rounds
Grinding hard for this money thats my motivation
Fuck a bitch and block her number
Bitch ion want no relations
Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
Now we do the dash catch a pops wit a bad bitch
Grinding hard for my fam I can't let em down
Niggas sneak dissing hit his block let off 100 rounds
Grinding hard for this money thats my motivation
Fuck a bitch and block her number
Bitch ion want no relations
Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
Do yo run up in the party so you know I got it
Bankroll got me still limping mama told me get a wallet
Bitches weed sipping loud but the chopper got a silence
Mobbing through yo hood it look like we trynna stop the violence
Lil nigga we eating come and get a plate
Got this rich nigga dick ask yo bitch how it taste
Yea we shooting fuck you thought
You thought we was in a race
Car so fast you thought that we was going outta space
Hit his block and send shots when I know he lacking
Bitch I got them bands on me thats the reason why Im sagging
Do the dash and double back when its action out in traffic
Im just trynna see a mill ion wanna see a casket
Grinding hard for the times when I ain't have shit
Now we do the dash catch a pops wit a bad bitch
Grinding hard for my fam I can't let em down
Niggas sneak dissing hit his block let off 100 rounds
Grinding hard for this money thats my motivation
Fuck a bitch and block her number
Bitch ion want no relations
Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
These nigga's goofie's trynna copy off my style
I be ducking in yo bitch while you steady catching fouls
Threw the Tommy on the shirt cause I aint did it in a while
Up a roll on yo ass just to make yo bitch smile
Ridin with the 45 gage just a 40 cal
Im trynna run it up remember times I was down
You making nigga's laugh lil dog you a clown
Aint no taxes over here we swiping every pop in town
Young nigga 16 shinning like a light
Get the bag in the morning get it gone by the night
Tree block baby Pooh Pooh world better say it right
Pops out in New York now I gotta catch a flight
Grinding hard for the times when I ain't have shit
Now we do the dash catch a pops wit a bad bitch
Grinding hard for my fam I can't let em down
Niggas sneak dissing hit his block let off 100 rounds
Grinding hard for this money thats my motivation
Fuck a bitch and block her number
Bitch ion want no relations
Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
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Writer(s): William Davis
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