Silent Grin ft. 823bam & Naidaone Lyrics

I got a silent grin

My bitch don't post her body on instagram

Don't need no only fans

Don't need no other man

The loudest be the brokest in the room

I got a silent grin

I'm selfish with my lady Fuck them niggas

I'm your only friend

My girl a pretty lady don't even post her body on Instagram

You niggas be too pleased with all these hoes that post on OnlyFans

I could be toxic as a bitch

Want a faucet on my wrist

Crazy Za up in this bitch, might OD if you take a sniff

Balenciagas with my fit

Stand on business crunch like chips

I'm tryna get so high and rich That I see gold when I take a piss

I don't need no pill

Shit get real

Seen my brother run up a hundred in the last year

Off vacuum seal

Pops had left my momma

But I can't even cap, I was mad as hell

I'm tryna stack these hundreds

So I can go and make my brother bail Man all these niggas be faking as hell

And they be capping in they songs

Ain't never spin up through the watch

He won't trapping

He was in the crib

I was cooking up in the pot

Whole lot of murder shit down in the A but them New York niggas flock

And y'all don't murder shit It's cap facade

See ya whip, it's gon' get stopped

Me and my brothers had to make a way So fuck it we start trapping

I started huggin' School and counting blues

And stuffing P's in baskets

I'm on the back block everyday We having motion like it's madden

I got a bad bitch out the way She tell me come just know I'm dashin

I got the Za up in my system Yeah, I'm higher than a bitch

I'm screaming free, John Wick up out the cell I know he's sittin' sick

Me and Lil' Missile came up out the dirt We closes as it get

They tried to take my dog away But he wont goin' for that shit

The loudest be the brokest in the room I got a solid grin

I'm selfish with my lady Fuck them niggas, I'm your only friend

My girl a pretty lady Don't even post her body on Instagram

Y'all niggas be too pleased With all these hoes that post on OnlyFans

Yeah I'm one call away like Superman but all this crime pay

Like Tinder, scrolling down on Instagram

I'm catching all the plays

This za too potent, you might fuck around And think that this shit laced

At crowsers everyday, this like a race

My 9 to 5 go crazy

I'm sliding on this beat just like Miss Daisy Wonder where it take me

Lil' bro talking bout 60 fucking miles

Imma crank that up to 80

Niggas act like Candace out this bitch

My rollercoaster crazy

Gistrict yea I'm cracking like the Navy

Long live Mitchy baby

I can tell y'all bout the times When I was broke ain't have nowhere to go

My daddy wasn't around when I was small So he ain't see me grow

Momma told me never trust no fam

And I'm like damn so it's just me and bro

Sneaky shooter on my left he tote the tech You play he snatch ya soul

If my Brodie acting green You already know I tell him tighten up

They know we play with sticks I catch that bitch then I'm gon' light it up

Ain't no fighting us

No I don't drink it straight, I had to spike it up

Told shawty suck me up But no, lil' baby

Do not bite it up

Skrt

When we pull up cock it hoppin' out on feet

Lil' buddy talk tough on the gram

And a week later, he deceased

It go like, when I pull that trigger

No need me to speak

Think imma cuff a thot lil nigga

I don't even cuff my jeans

We tote guns don't fight, boy

Still knock out your lights, boy

My partner, he not one of them

Y'all didn't catch the right boy

We struggled for a dollar

Had to cook and serve that white boy

And bitch I'm steady bleedin

Yeah it's R.I.P. to Whiteboy

Fuck nigga

Let's do it

Yea

Yeah this that silent grin

Walk up in the function with that silent grin

ha ha