ground Lyrics

I been runnin' around,

I been buyin' ounces, but I'm tryna get these pounds

I been goin' up, but she tryna keep me down

Smokin' on that herb, bitch, that shit straight out the ground

Yeah, she want me now, you know I ain't on that,

I ain't on that shit

I got hundreds on my wrist,

Bitch, I'm bout to cop a beamer, I might pull up on your bitch

Lookin' at the numbers, all I'm seein' is I'm rich

Yeah, I'm sippin' on this clean Sprite, ain't sippin' on no tris

Yeah, yeah, I ain't sippin'

Bitch, you know I ball like Pippen

Talkin' shit, but I don't listen

Talkin' to my dawgs, Griffin

Yeah, I'm talkin' to my bros

Bitch, I'll take an edi, I'll pop another dose

Feel like GTA, bitch, I'm in Los Santos

Bitch, I got the magic, this ain't Orlando

But I got the heat like I'm in Miami

Bitch, I'm talkin' bout the blammy, get hit with the Whammy

Yeah, I'm hammerin' your bitch like I'm Handy Manny

*unintelligble*, no they can't understand me

Because I ain't sayin' shit, though

I just spent a couple thousand on my wrist, though

Yeah, I'm gettin' rich, bitch, you know I got the info

Wallet got so many damn bills in a billfold

I don't give a fuck, I'm finna chill, bro

I been runnin' around,

I been buyin' ounces, but I'm tryna get these pounds

I been goin' up, but she tryna keep me down

Smokin' on that herb, bitch, that shit straight out the ground

Yeah, she want me now, you know I ain't on that,

I ain't on that shit

I got hundreds on my wrist,

Bitch, I'm bout to cop a beamer, I might pull up on your bitch

Lookin' at the numbers, all I'm seein' is I'm rich

Yeah, I'm sippin' on this clean Sprite, ain't sippin' on no tris