(Grim Brxzy)
We hop out of sprinter vans I swear I give that boy a minute
If he looking Navy Federal I'll Zoe him out his business
That boy looking for some fentanyl I swear I cut It with it
Pop a perc when I finish
Groupie hoe just want me in it (Yeah,yeah)
Hundred cups of wok when I'm walking in
He don't even matter big rockstar and now I'm talking shit
You was thinking that I'm gone blast off in a rocket ship
Same dude asking for the pills I made a play then poppin him
Yeah let's go
Imma go up and go
Yeah let's go up up
I gotta run up this roll
Big fat Draco you think it gotta an ass lil homie it's got drums
Fly to Cayo Imma Do a heist like gta it's up
Imma sell that dope up in my sleep, lil homie I got dough
Imma wizard imma flip it get it back just like a hoe
So Run it up imma wild rose all these thorns gone poke
Got a chrome imma let it blow homie you get sold
We hop out of sprinter vans I swear I give that boy a minute
If he looking Navy Federal I'll Zoe him out his business
That boy looking for some fentanyl I swear I cut It with it
Pop a perc when I finish
Groupie hoe just want me in it (Yeah,yeah)
One hundred cups of wok when I'm walking in
He don't even matter big rockstar and now I'm talking shit
You was thinking that I'm gone blast off in a rocket ship
Same dude asking for the pills I made a play then poppin him
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