lirik lagu grindhard e - p.w.l.d.
[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
alright, wayne, this what we doin’?
[chorus]
money, hoes, cars, and clothes
nah, f~ck that, alright
pills, weed, lean, and dope
that’s all a trap n~gga want
smokin’ out a ‘bow, pourin’ out a pint
need a five~pack of backwoods and a sprite
[verse]
alright, it’s time to get high
poured half the two~liter out and poured a six inside
i was tryna pour a ten up, but it wouldn’t fit inside
i don’t know who with me or against me ’cause they switchin’ sides
matter fact, pick a side
to be honest, i don’t know how you still alive
how you let them n~ggas shoot at you and you didn’t slide?
a n~gga shot at me one time and he didn’t survive
i just bought seven different guns, alright
i just bought sеven different shoеs, but not from finish line
let my fiend sniff some straight drop, she couldn’t finish the line
had to catch a play, was in some p~ssy, couldn’t finish in time
you only poured a line in your pop, it’s a six in mine
just got some weed from a1 i bet you ain’t gon’ find
you’d rather troll on the internet, you a sixty~nine
d~mn, i mean 6ix9ine
had to crawl in this tall b~tch p~ssy, she was 6’5″
unc’ go to work and sell work and he sixty~five
the lowest i ever paid for an eighth was sixty~five
if you tryna put in on this blunt, you can’t give me five
nah, i need twenty~five
blowin’ bands every time i slide through rodeo drive
i be livin’ life how i want, you just gettin’ by
thousand dollars what i spent today on just gettin’ high
vlone with the jordan 5s or the off~whites
got black and mexican clientele, but mostly all whites
all white, i mean alright
fiend pulled up on the wrong side of the street, i made her park right
i could make one call and have the block slappin’ all night
hundred thousand dollars in this room, it’s a dogfight
ah, sh~t, i mean dog sh~t
i don’t like five, tens, or twenties, i need all strips
my fiend was around, i quit sellin’ dope, i need all strips
sippin’ on my drank too fast got me nauseous
feds came around, got me cautious
n~gga played with me and i lost it
can’t afford it, don’t ask what the cost is
b~tch p~ssy wet like a faucet
d~mn, the coochie hairy, but she bald headed
thinkin’ ’bout my opps, but they all dead
“what this go for?” what they all said
when i say the price, they like, “aw, man”
[chorus]
money, hoes, cars, and clothes
nah, f~ck that, alright
pills, weed, lean, and dope
that’s all a trap n~gga want
smokin’ out a ‘bow, pourin’ out a pint
need a five~pack of backwoods and a sprite
money, hoes, cars, and clothes
nah, f~ck that, alright
pills, weed, lean, and dope
that’s all a trap n~gga want
smokin’ on a ‘bow, pourin’ on a pint
need a five~pack of backwoods and a sprite
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