Lyrics
I'm on my grind you can't stop me
Pull up with a box of takis
Fucking his thotie
Ice and I'm cocky
Taking a pic now she calling me papi
I'm on my grind you can't stop me
Pull up with a box of Takis
Fucking his thotie
Ice and i'm cocky
Taking a pic now she calling me Papi
You can not love me you gotta go
Like DaBaby we back on road
Getting from show to show
Getting them bands "fosho"
Now we going back home
I was not born to be ghetto and toxic
Two hands up for the bitches who talk shit
Ten toes down for the nigga who Glock TEC jammed
and now he pulling in coffins
Now they think that I'm faking the profit
You check the stats no way that it's stoping
Go to the bank and I make a deposit
All you mother fucking hoes outta pocket
Your mama hate me, your friends wanna date me
And now she wanna fuck on the low
This is not cufffing season "the fuck do you mean?"
my meaning is you gotta go
I don't know you no more
Your reason ain't reasonable
I wasn't reading the book
The chapter took
Now it's unreadable
So now you ain't seeable
Who the fuck calling my phone (Ring ring)
Don't give a fuck bout hoe (Ding ding)
Now she gon blow up my phone
(Blocked, hahaha I should do that more, facts)
Now she calling different phone (What)
Now she run down my home the fuck
Now she coming for more the fuck
She coming back cause the racks they on me
She wanna fuck with me cause i'm funny
Took her out gave her that dick, she love me
Took her back to her parents house
M hairline take her out cause i'm hungry
Living my life like a savage
My dad don't want me that's tragic
Heart broken, fuck it you can have it
Ice on my Rollie but I wont be dabing
Rolling in a Maybach, traffic, 400 on the dash I crashed it it happens
Taking that shit for granted I love her but
I know that we ain't gon happen (Facts)
Cookie crumbed up in jar that for all of you motherfuckers (Factual)
Breaking you niggas who ever gon be round my bitch
Don't test me you'll catch a fatality
I am not normal don't fuck up my sanity
I'm leaving thank you mother fuckers for having me
Rip to my auntie don't know which one cause none of talk to me
Don't fuck with nigga but I scream out (GANG)
Cant fuck with you, you ain't serious
Life is mysterious, I'm down bad delirious
Why am I feeling this
I'm on my grind you can't stop me
Pull up with a box of Takis
Fucking his thotie
Ice and I'm cocky
Taking a pic now she calling me Papi
You can not love me you gotta go
Like DaBaby we back on road
Going from show to show
Getting them bands "fosho"
Now we going back home
I was not born to be ghetto and toxic
Two hands up for the bitches who talk shit
Ten toes down for the nigga who Glock TEC jammed
And now he pulling in coffins
Now they think that I'm faking the profit
You check the stats no way that it's stoping
Go to the bank and I make a deposit
All you mother fucking hoes outta pocket