Lyrics:
(XO think he all that)
Do it to 'em 'cause I can (damn), outfit a couple grand (trim)
Post a picture on the 'Gram (him), she want me to be her
know once a nut I gotta boogie
Gxp trim Grand Prix niggas can't keep up with me
I'll never understand how they broke and living comfortably
Keep a hammer
on the gram i got a DM
It’s Kim i instantly tell her to hit up Lil Tim
Late night barbershop stop for the Midnight trim
I spent two grand on my Cleveland Browns
sleep on them beds
But now i'm counting elizabeth heads
In the future it will be williams head.
One grand... two grand more!
Three grand... four grand
With this chick I won't regret it
She got tan skin and a fit trim
Still moving weight
But only at the gym
She's a Natural Athletic
Get it
She's
Jko turn me up
Hmm yea
I ain't trim over no money, cuz I already got it
My face card never stained, cuz I always kept it solid
Tried talkin' to my
with a profound sound
And Diamond J spins the records 'round
Yo I'ma rag and tag then I'ma bury you
Step back and clear the path for the Grand Imperial
frères negro longue vie à la Trim
J'aime la discrétion j'peux pas sortir avec une meuf des réseaux
J'étais mieux chez moi
J'aime pas Paris j'aime pas le
a fly dresser with the trim looking cleaner
Imma keep her like ospina
Only real ones get about me for a feature
I'm still tryna get that drop top 2 seater
and shit overcame.
I used to have the 92 Grand first whip with dash broke
Yellow paint, white trim, call it the banana boat.
Spitting over CDs full
why in the fuck we thugs
I got to show my ass
To thank these motherfuckers for my past
In South Central, Los Angeles
Grand mama smoke cannabis
snooze off
Until I land, know I'm four grand
And I wake up, wipe the droop off
Got my passport in my weak hand
I'ma peel off, get a sweet tan
Loafers
troop
Who cares what rhymes with it long as the funk pump through my Benz truck
Now you know you don't own a Benz
Yes I do and chrome's the trim
Black
the state I'm in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin'
Taggin' hoes gettin' lots of trim
Gettin' jocks and props for all the spots I rock
I'm true
with the high roll clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Grand Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on chrome D's biatch
The purple furs and the gold
in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin
Taggin' hoes gettin' lots of trim
Gettin' jocks and props for all the spots I rock
I'm true I'm blue
in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin'
Taggin' hoes gettin' lots of trim
Gettin' jocks and props for all the spots I rock
I`m true I`m
an influence and they're
Leading me on but she don't understand that
I'm my own man
I can make me a grand or make her a gran
Only thing changed is the number
of pizza, and be quiet"
She almost got cut short, you know, scissors
She tried to disrespect who? The Grand Wizard
Me, well what's your name, son?
Mc
of pizza, and be quiet"
She almost got cut short, you know, scissors
She tried to disrespect who? The Grand Wizard
Me, well what's your name, son?
Mc
Why Him?
What can I say about his face,
Except his features are replaced
He doesn't even look in trim
Why him, why him?
There's nothing bulging in
with
The high pro gloss
A Lincoln Continental and a Grand Marquis
Rag top dropped down
Rollin' on chrome D's bitch
The purple furs and the gold trim
of Reynold's wrap, playing call on
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake
Let’s make some grands
Shake it in the pot, bring it back
Fast as you can
Said I’m cooking up
up let me in so I could begin
Roll film at the slim trim ready to win
I got the (what?), head rocker, getcha tipsy like vodka
Don't mean to shock
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