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fly street gang - young boy grindin lyrics

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feat. iamsu!

(hook)
i know you know about us, too much bread for us to count up
i’m a g like warren, mount up, n-gg-
everything foreign round us
want that, buy that, hater, go try that
ladies, gentlemen, gangsters, pimps
ballers, b-tches, hustlers, chinamen
put yo hands up for this young n-gg- grindin’

(verse)
with the hennies in the system, ain’t no tellin’
will she f-ck him, will she dis him
that’s what they be yellin’, i be grindin’ hard
stay gettin’ that dough. i don’t chase these b-tches
i replace these hoes
i been stackin’ that money and i been ballin’ like this
and n-gg-s keep hatin’, but that won’t get you to six
man, tell stephen nashem that they should give me a nasel
because them n-gg-s is basic, but the n-gg-s won’t say sh-t
so you might catch me exclusive, man, my closet is stupid
n-gg-, try how you want, but you can’t do how i do it
i’m in that rr ride, b-tch, switchin’ four lanes
with a top down, screaming out fly street gang

(hook)
i know you know about us, too much bread for us to count up
i’m a g like warren, mount up, n-gg-
everything foreign round us
want that, buy that, hater, go try that
ladies, gentlemen, gangsters, pimps
ballers, b-tches, hustlers, chinamen
put yo hands up for this young n-gg- grindin’

(verse)
a n-gg- like me could only be from richmond
i light up that tree, you would think it’s christmas
when i’m on the beat i make it sound right
broke n-gg-s couldn’t pay me for a sound bite



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