Grandson
Lil Durk, Kodak Black
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(Zaytoven) Ayy, Yak Never take her to Status Jeweler (yeah) Never put all your trust in pussy (let's get it) I done seen niggas steal switches (yeah) I could never be attached to goofies (Metro) Lamborghini truck, ridin' smoothly Future had a nigga tryin' zooties (boom) Firm believer of bad luck (yeah) I can't be the one dyin' in movies (no) Eater say she want her ass done (ass done) Told the bitch to go and try a smoothie (try a smoothie) Why you throwin' all this rent money? Tryna prove a point to go hang with Boosie (lame-ass) He think he bigger than the whole mob Niggas couldn't even hang with Boonie (gang) I keep all the shooters fed I fed 'em all Percocets (Percocets) Rather be with my crew instead Ridin' 'round with a dirty stick (dirty stick) Dirty Sprite, ridin' 'round with some shooters who ain't even thirty yet (grrah) Dirty mice, told on the gang, like he owe us debt (yeah) Ram truck, hoppin' out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck Lamb' truck, free Rio from the Lam', they got him jammed up Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm Grandson Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm- Ayy, I ain't gon' need no ski, 'cause I'm gon' make sure he can't tell on me Middle of the week, I was skippin' school, I had the bell on me I'm a man of business, I'm with the mob, I'm like M.O.B My nigga bit the cheese when he went down, I'm like, "Damn, homie" Dirty mice, thuggin' 'til I die, I don't need no advice Jerry Rice, just caught a brand new body, that's on my baby snipe Like I'm smokin' crack, the Glock got a see-through clip, this bitch like glass pipes I ain't tryna be too long anyway, motherfucker, I live that fast life Friday night, I'm in the club, boppin' with my niggas, yeah Still goin', Saturday mornin' I woke up with some strippers, yeah Sunday I might take a nigga soul, 'cause I'm a sinner, yeah Lil' Taz, he gon' spaz, he on three, four, five, six jiggas, yeah Friday night, in the car, ridin' with my hitters, yeah Still scopin', Saturday mornin', lookin' for them niggas, yeah Sunday, it feel like I'm almighty Jesus with this pistol, yeah King Von, yeah, 'cause I'm a rapper and I'm a killer, yeah Durk, go to church, you ol' killin' motherfucker Ayy, Dooga, I need a Perc and a Black & Mild, go call my brother This my last time fuckin', so I'ma stick it in her butt Start shootin' shit up at fourteen, vibin', "Dis ain't what you want" Ram truck, hoppin' out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck Lamb' truck, free Rio from the Lam', they got him jammed up Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm Grandson Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm-
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Written by: Durk Banks, Bill Kapri
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