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grinchn'4$ - piss poor lyrics

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you know what im saying n+gga
i got mines out the dirt the mud n+gga
imma go for this sh+t

this sh+t all i got
it mean it all know what im sayn
guns & jewelry n+gga
this life a movie i wouldn′t want it any other way n+gga
from the hood to the penthouse n+gga
ears pop in the elevator n+gga
they know what im on

guns & jewelry
white b+tches like window ceilings
money in the floors & the mattress
ducking from taxes
celine written all on my fabric
might go track hawk
penthouse 100k apartment on the last floor
panoramic windows & a digital dashboard
money counter counting
fake checks i just pray that they don’t bounce back
codeine on my kidney
if i got real love for her buy her buy her fake tittes
shooter gotta jimmy
god this my last time pray for a bentley
matta from kimberly
ocean prime we done came from dennys
bro still struggling robberies
gimme
real grinchstñsta i buy her some earrings
next winter im doing louie v shearling
coke in the pot
do a whirlwind
she a one nightstand i got no feelings
throw gang signs with robbers & k!llers
this life a movie
im mixing amiri with louie
they charge a rack for a shooting
my side b+tch want hermes
no shoes the slide
emeralds or princess cuts i cant decide
in the trap house imma see millions in time
pat him for a wire n+ggas dropping dimes
700 off crime
bro in the cell shackled in confined
no
i came with chauffeur they know i don′t drive
dope fines gave me drive
cartier embossed right over my eyes
200 white hoes don’t believe in wives
grinchn take hunitt percent of the pie
wanted a 7 can a 5
get a mansion in her name her credit score high
youngn shoot & drive
i don’t play no hoops
these b+tches suck d+ck just to get in the loop
amg on the coupe
louie my eyelids
crack the seal sip the pint
it got me tired
embezzling stealing caught people lying
g+wagon half a stack for a tire
might gotta greg yuna his diamonds clean
don′t rock burberry that sh+t old to me
i keep a doorman anywhere that i live
don′t trust these b+tches they cant know where i live
tips the waiter when he bring out the bill
might send my mount vernon young’s on a drill
adderall′s my favorite pill
the paperwork is gone tell if you squealed
frozen rocks on chill
la in the hills
louie laces louie timbs
fraud for benjiman
doing fraud for benjimans
these n+ggas be frauds & i don’t be friends with them
my youngn crack the safe he taking everything
this money got her asking me for a wedding rings
ducking the feds in the trap
this car got a cam in the back
diamer on my hat
ran thur a 100 ten times i cant sign for that
jewelry money hoes that′s where my mind be at
i got young boys i raised where they mommy at
in the bank that’s where they gone find me at
he got finessed trynna shop for designer pack
rubberbands got no watch cuss my time aint yet
when the stars align
they don′t know bout my life had to stave one time
lil hoe call me daddy like its father time
on the dotted line the check i signature sign
from pennies i raise
8k for the view i could see the whole sky
ambient lights don’t recline seat in my ride
i grinch4adolla
i aint trippin give my b+tches some dollars

i aint trippin give my b+tches some
huh
i aint trippin give my b+tches some dollars
i aint trippin give my b+tches some dollars
i aint trippin give my
hua huh

i aint trippin give my b+tches some dollars
give my n+ggas some dollars
im in love with the commas
gun fire leave him in trauma
you know when sleep its lv pajamas
i might use the backdoor i feel like they watching
my young wann knocker
20k on a ring i feel like a boxer
matta she play with my b+lls like soccer
carmine’s came from ramen noodle pasta
bro in the box like a locker
take a trip where its tropic
fentanyl they like a zombie
this is celine not abercrombie
i don′t bank the walls & floors hold the money
you a puppet you a dummy
i came out the mudd my kidneys still muddy



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