grillin (feat. WillSkii)

Runnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift On the way to Mars, I just jumped in my spaceship Only blue chips, you can say that I'm racist Need my money now, I can't wait, I'm impatient Play the speakers loud, I can't hear what they sayin Wrist fifty thousand, she fucked me for my fragrance She want me to love her, I don't want to, she too basic I came from up, I'm the better, duckin' when them K's hit Pistols get the bust and hit your melon, it get dangerous Got two bitches and a beamer and we about to take a day trip Told the bitch she fuckin' with me, then there is no escapin Told the bitch put on her seatbelt when she hoppin', we speed racin Told the bitch you better hop out and start dumping' if they chase us Told the bitch I came from nothin', now I'm somethin', that's how shit works We back at it, yeah, do it for real we in my city tryin' not to get killed They really shootin', be off of the pill These niggas shootin', they do it for the thrill Tryna be humble while I'm stackin' these mills I'm always grindin' so this shit can get real I'm not a doctor, so I cannot phil you I be with niggas who just wanna kill you We spinnin' blocks till we dizzy still ball on a nigga told em call me Wilson My name right on top of these buildins Tryna go hard for all of my children Down bitch, I tell her how I'm feelin' She smokin' with me, tell me there's no ceiling Bad bitch in my bed, she get real appealin' Bro quick to up it, watch who you grillin Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Burnin' up the cash, did it all in a day shift Runnin' up that cash, me and bro we on the same shit I be in that mode so don't ask me how my day went I just stack it up and then I get up out the way bitch I can't trust a soul because I know you end up changin Bitch don't act right, then you know that I replace her Bitch can't act right, she say I'm friendly to my neighbors Bitch don't act right, she ain't here askin' for some favors I don't talk to cops, my mama said don't talk to strangers See me on my grind, then they turned into my haters I can't tell the truth because I know that you can't take it Came up from the bottom, all my problems had to face em If they try to line me, if they run up, I'ma face em We jumpin' out of cars, he try to run, then I'ma chase him He reachin' in his pocket, he got nothin', he's a faker We catch him, then we shoot him, man we feel just like the Lakers If me and QuaZar up on a track, then it's a banger If me and Cory's all up on the track, then it's a banger