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reason - grindin freestyle lyrics

[intro]
reason n-gga
freestyle fridays and sh-t
i just wrote this sh-t last minute like i don’t even know how it’s gon’ turn out
uh

[verse 1]
look, i’m countin’ my bread while i’m rollin’ up chronic
my b-tch want designer
so then get on the strip b-tch and act like you want it
my b-tch is bad as a four year old
i don’t know they names, they just so-and-so
p-ssy feel good like i told you so
she say she don’t know my girl but i know she know, godd-mn
but i love when hoes swallow
give me head lookin’ up to me like a role model
my b-tch make the blunt for me, that’s my roll model
i f-ck her and p-ss her to the bro with no problem
when it come to hoes, i got ’em
sh-t i ain’t got to lie, dummy
b-tches see the d-ck and look like they inspired from it
i go to work in that p-ssy and i’m tired of it
she do what i say like i’m simon
head in my lap, look like she dutty winin’
get her to the crib, bend her over like a lineman
give her good d-ck then go missing like -ssignments
flow crazy, need an asylum
bars magic, so the b-tches want my johnson
i dig in the walls and i’m knockin’
i got her hooked like it’s phonics
wait, when i say sh-t that’s so obvious
i bring it back and rewind this, so
i got her stuck like a fishin’ rod
i got her stuck like some beef on a shish kebab
i got her hooked like a coat in the closet
i got her stuck like a frozen deposit
that’s enough with the rewindin’
i got her hooked like it’s phonics

[bridge]
let it breathe, uh
said let it breathe
let it breathe
look, uh

[verse 2]
i’m breakin’ down trees and i’m smokin’ on strong
i live in the trap, this feel like home alone
don’t leave her alone
not for a second my n-gga, your b-tch could be gone
now ain’t that sh-t crazy?
while you callin’ her baby, she callin’ my phone
d-mn, how that make you feel n-gga?
huh, she love f-ckin’ with a real n-gga
she bought the clothes with the money for your bills, n-gga
got her in the stores pickin’ cotton like a field n-gga
huh, now how that make you feel n-gga?
cold hearted but a n-gga never chill with him
i’m knockin’ down walls while you tryin’ to build with her
gave her my car, now i’m comin’ through the del with her
look, i’m takin’ sh-t to the basics
uh, she got to start off like races
i f-ck her good off the henny, no chaser
she say she not into girls but i make her
l!ck that, don’t remember a thing, i forget that
these n-ggas mad when they see a n-gga
but these haters like a white b-tch with some black friends
it’s obvious they want to be a n-gga
all bars, what you gettin’ when it’s reason n-gga
all these fake muhf-ckas claimin’ that they got tracks
claimin’ that they gangstas but never in a trap
or they sayin’ that they’re rappers, but never want to rap
d-mn, let me chill ‘fore i start somethin’
creatin’ tension, i could hear these n-ggas’ heart pumpin’
and if you thinkin’ it’s a game, we could draw somethin’
have you lookin’ both ways like it’s cars comin’

[outro]
ha, haha
every friday a beat dies, n-gga
reason n-gga
grindin’, uh
grindin’
gone

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