grape Lyrics

Yeah

Skrt, uh

Cus we got money now

Yeah-yeah

Pew-pew pew

Skrt

Run it down

Yeah

Yeah-yeah

She's still gonna come around

Ay

Yeah

Skrt

Cause we got money now

If you try your luck, yeah, we just gonna run it down

I don't give a fuck and she's still gonna come around

Yeah I'm out here running loud

While I see these fake ass hoes always bumming out

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Got cheese like it's dominos, still keep the money discrete

On the streets like we're on the road but one block is all we see

Always say that I'm gonna go but it got so hard to leave, yeah

When I'm with my brother, that's my team, yeah

My soda bottle wok-ing out here, looking like a grape (Real shit)

That's that shit you broke ass bitches can't relate (Yeah, yeah)

Counting rackets with my brother, that's inate (Cash money)

Can't say that I'm bothered, yeah I'm feeling great (Oh)

Just done popped an addy, I can't concentrate, yeah

Yeah my bitch a baddie, she done contemplate, yeah

If it ain't about some rackies please don't conversate

Speeding through an alley never found the breaks

Nah, nah-nah

Got a bad bitch, still I'm sad

One hundred on my dash, but I still am relaxed, woah

Yeah I still bring the racks on

Yeah you won't ever catch me with a samsung

Cause we got money now

If you try your luck, yeah, we just gonna run it down

I don't give a fuck and she's still gonna come around

Yeah I'm out here running loud

While I see these fake ass hoes always bumming out

Cause we got money now

If you try your luck, yeah, we just gonna run it down

I don't give a fuck and she's still gonna come around

Yeah I'm out here running loud

While I see these fake ass hoes always bumming out

Yeah, yeah-yeah

We floating in a way so weird you know it ought be recognized

I got the ground so near but still I am going for record highs

My brother got the same ink, yeah that is my fucking canine, yeah

And I swear all that shit on my life, yeah

The way we're stunting out here got these hoes in disbelief

All my shit got context while your shit looking like chucky e. cheese (Pizza)

Ever since a younging I've been hunting greens

And there ain't no contesting me, yeah I got money means

Got a bad bitch, still I'm sad

One hundred on my dash, but I still am relaxed, woah

Yeah I still bring the racks on

Yeah you won't ever catch me with a samsung

Cause we got money now

If you try your luck, yeah, we just gonna run it down

I don't give a fuck and she's still gonna come around

Yeah I'm out here running loud

While I see these fake ass hoes always bumming out

Cause we got money now

If you try your luck, yeah, we just gonna run it down

I don't give a fuck and she's still gonna come around

Yeah I'm out here running loud

While I see these fake ass hoes always bumming out

Yeah, yeah-yeah