Grinder

I want 100, and then 100 thousand And then more and more and more and more That’s 4 to the floor of racks for my accountant Because I can’t keep countin’ Throw a pack to my rider That’s only cos I like her All this bujj got me higher That's my baby, my grinder I want 100, and then 100 thousand And then more and more and more and more That’s 4 to the floor of racks for my accountant Because I can’t keep countin’ Throw a pack to my rider That’s only cos I like her All this bujj got me higher That's my baby, my grinder Mad max how I bake this bread Air max on when I OT step I’m a boss so you can’t contest If you’re bad come and put my skills to the test But true say man ah stay lowkey I won’t wife her she’s too nosey I don’t like dem they’re too phony I’m busy babes please don’t phone me Tell your don to control himself my goons aren’t really that kind If they put this blade thru you and your boy it’ll touch the third man behind If I were you even I wouldn’t like me I might roll thru take your wifey Certified like the tick on my Nikes I came with drip and weren’t too pricey I want 100, and then 100 thousand And then more and more and more and more That’s 4 to the floor of racks for my accountant Because I can’t keep countin’ Throw a pack to my rider That’s only cos I like her All this bujj got me higher That's my baby, my grinder I want 100, and then 100 thousand And then more and more and more and more That’s 4 to the floor of racks for my accountant Because I can’t keep countin’ Throw a pack to my rider That’s only cos I like her All this bujj got me higher That's my baby, my grinder They ain’t on dis like Londis Narr they don’t want beef and longness Dem man ain’t real like Loch Ness We pulled up they were talking a lot less I’m baking off of Sativa She my pretty señorita She acting right she a keeper Got my mouth on her like reefer I want P nuts like M&M so I’ll slap 16s down like Eminem And the jakes are tryna lock bro up again But he bussed his case and went uni instead Mad. They ain’t gonna hold us back They ain't gonna hold a stack Dem boy paigons they don’t hustle like dah I want 100, and then 100 thousand And then more and more and more and more That’s 4 to the floor of racks for my accountant Because I can’t keep countin’ Throw a pack to my rider That’s only cos I like her All this bujj got me higher That's my baby, my grinder I want 100, and then 100 thousand And then more and more and more and more That’s 4 to the floor of racks for my accountant Because I can’t keep countin’ Throw a pack to my rider That’s only cos I like her All this bujj got me higher That's my baby, my grinder