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pesofr – grady lyrics

[hook]
couple n+ggas hung around, they wasn’t keeping it real
free my dawgs out the pound, hope they get a appeal (yeah)
racks on middle finger, f+ck yo’ lil deal
racks on, i can go and buy me a grill
momma told me better save that money, its gone save me
i been f+cking bipolar b+tches, they drive me crazy
smoking on rozay in the back of the benz got me lazy
n+ggas try me in lennox gone send that boy to grady
(yeah), we gone send that boy to grady
and i know some zoe’s, real steppers that’s from haiti
boy that gun too lil, we ain’t riding with 380
i got 30, he got 50 so we walked in with 80

[verse 1]
i been focused running up them racks
plug hit my phone, he told me focus on them packs
never had nun, probably spend that sh+t in saks
that lil hoe ain’t nun, probably hit her from the back
(yeah, yeah), long sticks, clips like shaq
came through off+white, whip all black
oh, he a runner, he a track star
my lil buddy swing the stick, tryna hit him with a.r
know some n+ggas want me gone off the radar
n+ggas mad broke, know them young n+ggas haters
play with me, then youngins on ya tator
know it’s smoke now, we ain’t coming for you later
[hook]
couple n+ggas hung around, they wasn’t keeping it real
free my dawgs out the pound, hope they get a appeal (yeah)
racks on middle finger, f+ck yo’ lil deal
racks on, i can go and buy me a grill
momma told me better save that money, its gone save me
i been f+cking bipolar b+tches, they drive me crazy
smoking on rozay in the back of the benz got me lazy
n+ggas try me in lennox gone send that boy to grady
(yeah), we gone send that boy to grady

[verse 2]
(yeah, yeah) and that’s all i know
momma told me never love these b+tches cause these hoes on go
sometimes i don’t even trust myself, know i don’t trust a soul
never put yo trust in no n+gga cause they all gone fold just like clothes
i watched them send my potna down the road
i was in the hood watching n+ggas going up the nose
plug f+cking with me, heard my music, sent a couple bows
would’ve thought we had a dump truck, young n+gga moved a couple loads
would’ve thought i play soccer, young n+gga made a couple goals
cut ‘em off, then b+tches toxic and go and f+ck on some other hoes
you can have all the money in the world, n+gga, you still a b+tch
crash ass n+gga, know these hoes be burning, still can’t tell him sh+t
lil b+tch told me pull up on her, told that hoe make it quick
lil b+tch told me she was hungry, told that hoe to eat the d+ck
and your n+gga, he a crash, ride around with a empty stick
told her we can f+ck, you my friend with benefits
[hook]
couple n+ggas hung around, they wasn’t keeping it real
free my dawgs out the pound, hope they get a appeal (yeah)
racks on middle finger, f+ck yo’ lil deal
racks on, i can go and buy me a grill
momma told me better save that money, its gone save me
i been f+cking bipolar b+tches, they drive me crazy
smoking on rozay in the back of the benz got me lazy
n+ggas try me in lennox gone send that boy to grady
(yeah), we gone send that boy to grady

- pesofr lyrics

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