Grandma Want A Lamb Truck Lyrics

Fuckin' Bank Rich, nigga

Yo, waddup Red?

What's going on witchu?

Ain't shit. Oh shit, Red, this you right here?

Yeah, this my shit right here

Red, whatchu doing in that car you don't know what to do with that

Whatchu mean I do this shit, this what I do, man

Nah, Red this too much for you. You can't handle all that, man

Whatchu mean, you ain't see me doin' my thing on the gram?

Nah I ain't see nun Red, ion know if you got it like that I'ma check you out on the gram tho,

Nah matter a fact watch this, record this right here

Oh nah, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

You recording?

Yeah go ahead, go ahead

Oh shit, that bitch out, nah Red got it, nah he definitely got it

Aye

They see me driving around Godzilla Red I thought you like Raris though

The horse ain't loud enough but that shit fast like Sha'carri though

And I don't own a Choppa but I could ride a Harley though

And these bitches on me 'cause I be ballin' like Barkley hoe

Me and DG run the show we go viral like iCarly though

And this bitch want a pic' 'cause she thought I was Bob Marley though

A thottie said she love me we together, but are we though

Cameras flashing when they see Rel So & Red at the party, though

Trackhawk gettin' worked on, hop in the TRX Ram Truck

Grandma like SUVs, so I'ma get her a lamb truck

And you can catch a slug, I keep the pump in the damn trunk

And my boys hotboxed the whip, they come out boofin' like damn skunks

And my lil bro he wild man he fell off the top bunk

And big bro JuJu yea we rock and roll like some damn punks

And God yea I devote my life to him like a damn monk

When Red Dirt on the mic he throw it down like a damn dunk

Yeah Red I ain't know you spit bars like that nigga

Yeah man I be on my shit my nigga, feel me

Nah, word you was talkin your shit for real nigga where you do it at tho

Man I be in the crib, I got my shit in the crib

Nigga ain't no way you got no damn stu in yo crib nigga, fuck?

Nigga swing by then and you gon see, I ain't playin' round

Aight yeah cuz you know I got my own shit too, I got some bars too Red

And I got beats for you nigga no bullshit, tap in my nigga

Aight say that

Aye

Yeah my stu right in the crib wanna make some heat nigga tap in

Boy say he spit that heat that nigga in the stu cappin'

That why some niggas don't blow up they cap when they rappin'

Got niggas who don't see outside they in the stu trappin'

Niggas sneak diss behind screens we better not catch you lackin'

Yo ass posted on the block oh yea we gon get to scrappin'

This bad bitch wanna fuck me cuz she know I be packin'

My dick slipped out that wet-wet, she told me put it back in

Real shit nigga, yeah hello?

Yo Red I need a beat real quick im at the Stu you got sum for me?

Nah fuck all that shit nigga you'se a funny ass nigga for real

What'chu mean? I ain't do shit bro

Nigga you at the studio right now asking for a beat how the fuck that work my nigga

Red bro this was some last minute-, nigga you can't even spit, how you gon' call another nigga asking for beats dawg, like?

Where you at my nigga?

Man I just paid $550 for a stu sesh this nigga say he leavin inna hour, he ain't even got a beat for me.

I told you, you might as well come, you might as well bring ya ass over here. You'd be outta here with a song by tonight

Deadass cuz I can't afford this shit, Red how much you charge?

Just give me two hunnit we won't stop till you got yo song that you like my nigga

Copy brodie, good lookin' I'm out

Yup yup

That's Lil Jah (Fuckin' Bank Rich, nigga)