For the Gram
I'm feeling like fuck em
Sniff em
To the point with these knuckles
I spend too like tails
That dog growls when it's muzzled
A pure breed round bullies
I left more than a pulley
A hood nigga in a hoodie
I pull up with goodies
That switch turns to a fully
I'm Looney and tuned in
Big nose like toucan
More purple than bruised skin
Kick them out when I move in
Then roll up like loose skin
Tequila shots
Oh man
In and out like I am sawed in
I only fuck with my close kin
You can say that I'm closed in
Open up for that doe FAM
With that 40 out no joking
Like hardy har
In a foreign car
My neck look like a star
Or cluster from afar
It's double shots that's a bar
And I ain't even at the bar
Sliding on them like ice skates
So you can stay where you are
Got a baddie with a fatty
Flapjack on that Patty
I Pop her like an Addie
And she going call me zaddy
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
All men got damn yup
Niggas wilding
This ain't Cuba bitch
but I'm on that Long Island
Ha damn
Now get lit around me
Ha damn
Or get the fuck from around me
We be sliding on these cowards
I'll be burning up these flowers
I be
Groovy baby
Call me Austin Powers
Ice b
Smoothie baby
Dripping like a shower
King shotta
Call me Don Dana
Fuckin up the devil while I'm wearing all Prada
Your girl think I'm sweet it got you nigga sour
Twin 40s going down like the towers
Catch me at the tavern
Rained out like Saturn
Pissy like a bladder
Hanging like the ladder
With a tree branch blowing
Another stick on me
In the box like Rice-A-Roni
I'll do it by my lonely
I don't really think you know me
Keep that lil thing on me
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
Sniff em
To the point with these knuckles
I spend too like tails
That dog growls when it's muzzled
A pure breed round bullies
I left more than a pulley
A hood nigga in a hoodie
I pull up with goodies
That switch turns to a fully
I'm Looney and tuned in
Big nose like toucan
More purple than bruised skin
Kick them out when I move in
Then roll up like loose skin
Tequila shots
Oh man
In and out like I am sawed in
I only fuck with my close kin
You can say that I'm closed in
Open up for that doe FAM
With that 40 out no joking
Like hardy har
In a foreign car
My neck look like a star
Or cluster from afar
It's double shots that's a bar
And I ain't even at the bar
Sliding on them like ice skates
So you can stay where you are
Got a baddie with a fatty
Flapjack on that Patty
I Pop her like an Addie
And she going call me zaddy
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
All men got damn yup
Niggas wilding
This ain't Cuba bitch
but I'm on that Long Island
Ha damn
Now get lit around me
Ha damn
Or get the fuck from around me
We be sliding on these cowards
I'll be burning up these flowers
I be
Groovy baby
Call me Austin Powers
Ice b
Smoothie baby
Dripping like a shower
King shotta
Call me Don Dana
Fuckin up the devil while I'm wearing all Prada
Your girl think I'm sweet it got you nigga sour
Twin 40s going down like the towers
Catch me at the tavern
Rained out like Saturn
Pissy like a bladder
Hanging like the ladder
With a tree branch blowing
Another stick on me
In the box like Rice-A-Roni
I'll do it by my lonely
I don't really think you know me
Keep that lil thing on me
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
I be like
Got damn
We be going in
A hundred on da band
I feel like I'm da man
Wilding in da streets
She going to do it for the gram
I'm out here for a grand
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
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Writer(s): Jeffery Owens
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