Grand Rapids ft. Colt Cassidy Lyrics

Some fun shit

By a fun bitch

Step in the party

And you know i wake the bodies up

I been going dumb

You know you niggas aint hard enough

Niggas acting hard

But you know that they velcro tough

Ahh ahhh ahhh i wake the party up

Ahh ahh ahh wake the city up

Ahh ahh ahh lift her tiddies up

Ahhh ahh ahh where the sippy cup

Ahh ahh ahh ahh yuhh

Hear the thump

We in club

Going dummy

She so thic

That I call peanut butter

She wanna lick up on me

She call me Pooh bear

Cause everytime ring my line

She call me honey

Like uh uh uh

She bounce like a bunny

I feel like roger rabbit

Cause I'm deep up in her tummy

Like uh uh uh

Bounce it like it trampoline

Got bitches in the beach house no Charlie Sean

Imma crusty nigga yeah i gotta lettem know

Running to the money athletes foot on my toes

World on my back imma need Dr. Schols

If its life or death yeah I'm down to bet my soul

Im a real ass nigga only Jesus who i told

Money on my mind so my neck been getting swole

You a grimey nigga yeah i been peeping how you lurkin

Read between the lines and i can see a nigga smirkin

Trynna take me down but you knowing that it aint working

I got deeper issues boy yo shit is stuck up at the surface

Breaking down the beat like i got a midget bitch twerking

Smoking green and blue my blunt looking like its Smurfin

You thought

I was through

Better get a clue

I'm better than you

My bills on blue clues

Why you gotta Attitude

Bitch I paid for it

Uh uh uh uh

I wanna run it up

Uh uh uh uh

I think

I got asthma

How to u broke af

Better Go donate plasma

Wtf go get you money up

Hop up on the beat and you know its cowabunga

Niggas talking shit well good i brought the plunger

Yo girl screaming crikey when I'm down unda

She cant think

When I'm deep in that pink

Boy Wonder

Creep to the deep

Of that sheet

So sweet

She cream

Hurt me

Third three

Lowkey

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