Straight Grease (Interlude)

Poking fun at it we gon upack it
Post it up we gon thumbtack it
This that dumb package
Roll it up this that what happened
This that get niggas unadded
We don't share game
We don't help slackers or no bums
And i ain't dare paying for no love
And i ain't dare cater ain't no damn favors
We can't match paper or no grub
You ain't eating good you need tums
Like ain't on speaking terms but we blood
Aint on speaking terms but it's love
We prefer when its dubs
Count my money fast do my money dance blow 100 grams of this crud
You a thugger fan not no thug
And you a middle man not no plug
And I'm a simple man i need simple things
Not a ton honey bun
Sweet like coconut carmel rum

Gone for the night work in evening dew on the cement two to the sky like I'm out, leaving

Know shit gets greasy



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Smith
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