Sanders ft. Zelly Boa, Grabba K & YHW Jay Lyrics

I've been shiftin' lately and these loads comin' in so crazy

Brodie just dropped a deuce of tris, got him feelin' lazy

All this water round my neck, got me feeling real wavy

This a micro-draco, strapped like the navy

I be ridin' round with baby K's, but I ain't got no baby

Ridin' round with all type of Glocks, these ain't got no safety

Niggas tryna get a verse from Grabba, that's gon' cost you 8 g's

I'll throw a bullet, if I get bucked, I am not Tom brady

I'm still MVP with seven rings like Tom brady

I can't really see these niggas, cause I keep my shady

Just gave this bitch daddy dick, now she want a baby

If you want a verse from Zelly B, it's gon cost you 80

Why the fuck would I give a bitch my love when I know they choosey

This bitch talkin' bout what we coulda been, she shoulda signed to druski

Niggas say they want smoke with Grabba, he must need a new leaf

If I put a flrrrr on that stick, it'll kick like Bruce lee

Need some more wock for my pop, time to call up poochie

Have a nigga looking for his dog, like who lost scooby

Stick make him glitch like a scene off a tubi movie

Got her off the lick, now ya bitch stripping out her two-piece

Hoes for dough and not for show, that's something you should know

She fuckin' me and fuckin' bro, yeah, she gettin' poked

I get the blow from my zoes, it's fresh off the boat

It's gon' be a cold winter, cause I'm slanging snow

I've been shiftin' lately and these loads comin' in so crazy

Brodie just dropped a deuce of tris, got him feelin' lazy

All this water round my neck, got me feeling real wavy

This a micro-draco, strapped like the navy

I be ridin' round with baby K's, but I ain't got no baby

Ridin' round with all type of Glocks, these ain't got no safety

Niggas tryna get a verse from Grabba, that's gon' cost you 8 g's

I'll throw a bullet, if I get bucked, I am not Tom brady

I'm still calling up these plays like I'm John madden

Stick work, I'ma swing this bitch, try to make some magic

I'ma make it happen, yeah, you niggas flaggin

When it come to action, sticks and pistols go to blastin

Nigga tryna cop some dank mob, but he don't know brodie taxing

Told this lil' freak, I'm tryna beat it but I ain't Michael jackson

I'm just tryna be a man about it but I ain't Toni braxton

Can I put my mouth on yo pussy, baby I'm just asking

If I see a opp, I grab that chop and let it burn like usher

When they see me, they see a Drake, they think Josh my brother

Hit the road and come back with a load but I am not no trucker

I can't have a square around my circle, this is not no rubber

This some new breesh, we can't play with shit from last week

You ain't really bout no beef, runnin' like a athlete

In the field with my Cartier, like these athletes

Throwin' touchdowns like I'm Saunders, if you ask me

I've been shiftin' lately and these loads comin' in so crazy

Brodie just dropped a deuce of tris, got him feelin' lazy

All this water round my neck, got me feeling real wavy

This a micro-draco, strapped like the navy

I be ridin' round with baby K's, but I ain't got no baby

Ridin' round with all type of Glocks, these ain't got no safety

Niggas tryna get a verse from Grabba, that's gon' cost you 8 g's

I'll throw a bullet, if I get bucked, I am not Tom brady