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grandemarshall - pms lyrics

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[hook]
i got service for the bottles, i got smoke in my section
n-ggas bleed just like us, why you boys pmsing? huh?
it’s pull up, it’s pull up
it’s pull up, it’s pull up
i got n-ggas on the run, b-tches on the way
everything’s a go, so we gon’ make a way
it’s pull up, it’s pull up
it’s pull up, it’s pull up

[verse 1]
the money call my lady taking messages i’m out getting it
the l!ck reading numbers and my n-ggas splitting it
hopping out the water life we that live aquatic
your b-tch acting stank, talking all this garbage
thumbing thru the check, say she won’t wash this hand
i’m up like a banshee off the kickstand
throw 24’s on the econovan
from the land of 47’s with econo-cans
rock rasheeds with the gator flipped
this sh-t feeling like 02, i just might buy a pit
a expedition with the dark tints
sh-t and my cool match with the whip dig
my jawn got the frog eyes, my dog got the hazey eyes
widebody cl-ssic, 1 owner that’s the baby ride
waterfront sckino and my loe got them brazy ties
2-3 dono, bamba black i’m with my same guys
gas gimme gas, i’m still filling up my tank
i’ll never p-ss on your girl -ss i’m a perv never change
i do it for a city that’ll do it to you first
get you out the mudd, or put you in the dirt

[hook]
i got service for the bottles, i got smoke in my section
n-ggas bleed just like us, why you boys pmsing? huh?
it’s pull up, it’s pull up
it’s pull up, it’s pull up
i got n-ggas on the run, b-tches on the way
everything’s a go, so we gon’ make a way
it’s pull up, it’s pull up
it’s pull up, it’s pull up

[verse 2]
i’m getting foolish, i just might grow my hair out
bought another b-tch to show you n-ggas what i care bout
i aint throwing stacks every dollar getting earned
i ain’t going back, before i go broke again i’ll let it burn
i know you lames, money don’t talk to you
and you throwing shade, i’ma throw shame on you
you know grande, do it big, living large
workwitdatwork, i’m on my job, and won’t take off
put your b-tch in the icing we getting cake
this that sh-t throw it in these n-ggas face
you aint getting money, you just hang with broke n-ggas
you ain’t got the will so we know you won’t n-gga
drop the top in the lost and found
put an amber alert on ya baby
with a square i won’t play around
pop a pill i bussit quick
ya b-tch on that f-ck sh-t
hardheaded put her on that nut sh-t
n-ggas on tussin, i don’t even like cuts in my mustard
2k paid the 88, i could’ve bought a dozen
it’s nothing
put a bed on ya block the trap bunkin
yung pull up, it’s nothing

[hook]

[outro]
say you getting money….we aint seen none of it
n-ggas talking bout stunting….yung pull up it’s nothing
might get reckless on you b-tch-ss n-ggas
get reckless on you b-tch-ss n-ggas



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