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Put It On Granny ft. Problem & JasonMartin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah
Hmm
I swear swear
Ima do it big on grannies
New foreign paint wetter than ya Girl panties
When she see us riding by
She kill herself to wave hi
Let her do it
Hating on another Nigga, never do It
Ain her fault but SheAinNever seen nobody better Do it
Yea
Can't hate me for what you can't be
Blame the mirror don't blame me
Aye look I'm self-sufficient yeah
Fuck that food nigga,
Teach me fishing
Before I starve,
I'd probably hit the kitchen
You kno you probably see me dead Before I abort the mission
Lieutenant Dan shit
Got it out the mud And we still lit
I'm feeling like I'm Curry on this West Coast
Babyface assassin
It's slippery slopes if they don't Give it
Then we ski masking
Yes, or no depends on who asking
The heart cold like he Alaskan
I try to anchor my rage
But it's hard these days
Becoming a superior man, I've been reading the ways
In the mirror with my demons, I've been wanting them fades
Can find the gateway to my heart Behind Saint Laurent shades
Yea
I see the light up in the darkest Places
And I maneuver through the Tightest spaces
Now any nigga with a book consider armed and dangerous
Know how it go
They only love you when you rich And famous
Well I ain't neither bitch
And you aint either bitch
See this the same boat
I'm trying to feed the bitch
A little knowledge
From a hood nigga that went to College
Traveled round this world,
And got some flyer mileage
I seen the worst of the worst
I've seen the best of the best
They still hang us where we from
Get that hate out your chest
Ain't got no love in your heart
Won't put that shot in my arm
They like black man trust me
But I can't lower my guard
What
A front liner
Big shot the crunch timer Yeah
The lunch grind from old mills
To lunch timers Yeah
Put in the work
I didn't sit and let luck find us yea
She give it to me
I'm good like consignment I
Got the right to put niggas on
Like you supposed to do
Keep player when making plays
Like a coach a do
Make 'em better
Not just for my gain like them Vultures do
Pesos Bitcoin yea, The money's multicultural
Bailing with my mask on
Ducking these dumb diseases
For mine I get my blast on
Don't give the chach no reason
Winter spring summer fall
It's always money season
Just know when your money long
It's always demons creeping
Balancing my challenges
I seen while I'm sleeping
Wake up and book a trip to Dubai For the weekend
So and my baby can just chill
Tongue kiss her
Then watch her pop it like it's a Pill
Diamond Lane you know the deal.
Yeah hmmm I swear swear
Ima do it big on grannies
New foreign paint
Wetter than ya girl panties
When she see us riding by
She kill herself to wave hi
Let her do it
Hating on another Nigga
Never do it
Ain her fault
But SheAinNever seen nobody Better do it
Yea
Can't hate me for what you can't Be
Blame the mirror don't blame me
What