Big Grind - Two buck forties

This month alone nigga we done made 2 buck forties
Nigga u can do the math why u think these hoes horny
Bitch tryna get with it cause she know her nigga corny
4 heads on 10,000 man i swear u niggas bore me
Niggas put theyself first but these kids come before me
Half a ticket made nigga me and 4 gotta story
Nigga lowkey idolizing and they want some the glory
3/3 this past week got me feeling like I'm horry
I done made ya life savings in the house like I'm corey
I ain't gotta post for shit nigga know these plays swarm me
So much cash in my pocket by my thigh part that shit warm me
Off the drink ima champ got me feeling like nore
In some palm angels sweats but the shirt come from gallery
These niggas mad at me i done spent yo 10 yr salary
Before i do my teeth ima make sure ain't no cavities
These niggas hating quick but that money coming rapidly
This was supposed to happen why u think this shit come naturally
The way a nigga shoot this bitch i feel like melo anthony
Ain't nun bigger than the all the elites and my family
The way we going up got me feel like ain't no gravity
Niggas post that real shit but see them be the fakers
Not in la I'm in az but i smoke like a bayer
Realist shit i did was switch it up cause boy we was some takers
Always knew that i'll be balling even if it happened later
Gotta watch out for the ones who play it cool but they hate cha
They gone shake yo hand of course soon as u leave they gone snake ya
Never cared about favortism i knew i was greater
Now its my turn to dish it out i love being a player
You in my generation nigga kellogg was da mayor
And I went to school with kellogg nephew but it wasnt nun major
Wish i came up when my pops nigga hit the pager
Cuz this internet and phones really turned these boys to haters
Nigga never shared these hits but he asking for a favor
Tell em' no and he got rowdy when tf did u come braver
She know i dont need no percs when I'm sober how i slay her
We gone cut the sheeps head bitch and feed it to the gators
I ain't gotta think twice man i know they ain't my homies
Why i got no jewelry yet shit cause yo shit looking phony
And some j never validate a nigga with some money
Ima lowkey nigga i want land for my dummies
I can chill and get yo nose wiped he thought his shit was runny
Yeah the grass always green over here plus its sunny
Niggas who ain't got a life sit on fb and be funny
Ima highly grateful man i remember i was bummy
I done came a dad of 4 now my stomach getting that pudgy
But that ain't never stopped none these hoes from acting lusty
Shorty acting so sadity but i know this lil bitch dusty
Tryna act like she want me cause some money gotta fuck me
I ain't never called him cuz if he really wasnt my cuddy
Im just really tryna get good with u and yo lil buddy
Act 7 on point bitch a never catch me funky
I done migrated ran me up some shit up in the country

Written by:
Big Grind

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