Gramz Harden / DND

Put my phone on DND, soon it's time for me to get busy They say Gramz you don't got it on you, I say bitch I keep it with me Bitch I'm pullin' up on every stain, no matter the block you came Keep one in the head and I got some aim, I might just bust your brain I might step back, hoop, and take a three, I feel like Gramz Harden Tryna initiate the smoke, but he don't know what he done started Bitch I open up my pack, inside the store, smell like I farted And I'm rollin' off that gas, so I told Wayne to start recording Didn't believe that it was Gramz, cause I just pulled up in a Foreign I'ma get a promoter's tax, cause I can't wait till I start touring Told that f*ck nigga, wake his ass up, bitch, I know your ass be smokin Ain't no actual where the engine's at, my car did not be floatin I can't f*ck with her, cause she got too much Tendencies, she poor I thought I just hit the hoe, I just made her hit the door Outchea catchin' all these plays, I done sold like 15 bowls If you play, then you gon' lay, that's your fault, cause that's your soul I'm like damn, bae, you really think I'm cheating, cause all these calls I'm suprised I ain't gotta ring, cause the way that I be ballin I'm like damn, I gotta tell my stains about the way they callin I ain't really into trippin', I don't like when I be fallin I already told you, let me be your leader, won't treat you like I'm Stalin I swear I just gotta beat my feet, I swear I ain't into stallin And I swear I'm in the chokehold by the green, but it ain't no fouling And the coach, he tryna take me out of the game, I keep on ballin Put my phone on DND, soon it's time for me to get busy They say Gramz you don't got it on you, I say bitch I keep it with me Bitch I'm pullin' up on every stain, no matter the block you came Keep one in the head and I got some aim, I might just bust your brain I might step back, hoop, and take a three, I feel like Grimes Harden Tryna initiate the smoke, but he don't know where he done started Bitch, I open up my pack, inside the store, smell like I farted And I'm rollin' off that gas, so I tell Wayne to start recording