Grammy! Lyrics

Run that shit up, all I want is the bag (Uh)

Give me that shit, I don't care about the tag (Cash, zoom)

I made it up, give a damn what you have

I'm way too fresh, man my clothes take a bath (Bath)

Man you boys sucking dick to get on (Sad)

Iced richard millie, might put my wrist on (Ice, hah)

Bitches be mad, I been counting all day (Count, hah)

Focused on dreams, hard work and no play (Nah)

(Racks) I get them racks and go shop at the mall

Without a sport, a nigga still ball

I climb up the ladder, my value sit tall (Uh) I can't be fucked with at all

Knee deep in the game, had to sow it up (Uh)

I made it casamigos, yea, pour it up

One deep in the stu, I be going nuts (Going nuts)

Can't sit at the table, not one of us (Not one of us)

Can't break us up, nah, our bond is too solid

Learned about money, I ain't go to college (Nah, nah)

Teaching me things, yea, she giving me brain (Giving me brain)

You can't compete, yea, I'm winning the game (Winning the game)

Even, you odd, nah we not the same (Nah)

I'm fucking, her legs on my neck like a chain (Uh, uh)

They can't understand me, I'm misunderstood

You a lil engine, you wish that you could

Run that shit up, all I want is the bag (Uh)

Give me that shit, I don't care about the tag (Cash, zoom)

I made it up, give a damn what you have

I'm way too fresh, man my clothes take a bath (Bath)

Man you boys sucking dick to get on (Sad)

Iced richard millie, might put my wrist on (Ice, hah)

Bitches be mad, I been counting all day (Count, hah)

Focused on dreams, hard work and no play (Nah)

Get yo ass up and go get it

I took off her wig, yea I split it

Don't ask bout my goals, bitch I hit it (Uh)

You want my addy, you tripping

You fell off, you out of commission (Gang, gang, gang)

Pull up with my chain on, the club started slipping

I'm rich, skip all of the bases, Cal Ripken

The bitches that curved me, ain't know what they missing

The industry ain't know what hit them

Yeah, I got them racks in the bag

You ain't getting money, that shit is too sad (Sad)

I'm going up now, don't care what you had (Had)

Ain't posting yo music, yea, yo shit is bad (Bad)

Yo bitch is a stealer, she take it (Woah)

You not really having, you faking (Fake)

I been had faith I would make it (Make it)

I'm chasing a legacy, fuck what you chasing (Uh, uh)

Run that shit up, all I want is the bag (Uh)

Give me that shit, I don't care about the tag (Cash, zoom)

I made it up, give a damn what you have

I'm way too fresh, man my clothes take a bath (Bath)

Man you boys sucking dick to get on (Sad)

Iced richard millie, might put my wrist on (Ice, hah)

Bitches be mad, I been counting all day (Count, hah)

Focused on dreams, hard work and no play (Nah, racks)