[Intro]

(Nigga, who the fuck is Pyro?)

(lonzetheking)

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]

How the fuck I get caught in a raid?

Why the fuck you pocket-watchin', tryna count up what I made?

I'ma abuse the drank every time, no matter what I paid

Told my bitch, "I'ma do what I want, no matter what you say"

[Verse 2: GrindHard Caine]

Real middlemen make money, no matter what you pay

Call me real creep, I'll find out where you live, no matter where you stay

Bitch breath smell like dick and balls, get up out my face

Droppin' dick and balls in her mouth and don't know her name

[Verse 3: Rlsg Stan Dro]

40 got a beam on it, I don't need no aim

I been irritated all day, I ain't seen no drank

Dropped thirty shots on the whip, almost hit the tank

Niggas ain't smokin' еxotic weed, this shit from the Bay

[Verse 4: GrindHard E]

I'm only smokin' on Jelly Co. when I'm in LA

Sеventy-five to a hundred an eighth, that's give or take

I don't wanna use the Glock today, I'ma use the K

Grabbed my bitch heat, almost forgot it was in her name

[Verse 5: GrindHard Caine]

Put my picture on the ID, but I'ma use your name

Put the poison-tips in the clip and then use the flame

Get a stolen car, bust it down, but I'ma use the frame

Told E I'm reppin' GrindHard, I'm finna change my name

[Verse 6: Rlsg Stan Dro]

My girl do taxes, I use her clients for my PUA

Gotta meet me at the gas station, can't know where I stay

Hit a nigga top so close, I can feel the flame

Cash makin' fake IDs, I can change your name

[Verse 7: GrindHard E]

Changed a bitch thought process, she used to fuck with lames

Told my bitch, "You can get anything if you act right, bae"

A1 outta town, I ain't got no weed, so I'm mad today

If I go broke, fuck around and I'ma put on a mask today

[Verse 8: GrindHard Caine]

If I put the shell-catcher on top the chop, I could bag the K

I was tryna catch him before COVID came around, but he passed away

I just took ten bands out the ATM and then ran away

Just scammed unemployment for a hundred bands, it got stashed away

[Verse 9: Rlsg Stan Dro]

I am a lean addict

But if it's in a baby bottle, somebody else can grab it

If you got Tris and it's more than one-fifty, somebody else can grab it

Thirty shots out this AK'll make a nigga panic

[Verse 10: GrindHard E]

Twenty shots out the FN'll make a nigga vanish

Broke my ex-bitch heart and she say that she still damaged

G-R-I-N-D Hard, it turned into a fetish

Shit talkin', off of talkin' shit, I went and bought a necklace

[Verse 11: GrindHard Caine]

The bag don't say A1, that is not my package

Fuck a bitch and disappear quick, that is not my baggage

Asked to use my motherfuckin' gun for a vid, why you always lackin'?

Get to take a chance, slide down on him, 'cause he is not gon' have it

[Verse 12: Rlsg Stan Dro]

You got sandwich-bag weed, you ain't got no package

You always ask me what I'm chargin', but I'm always taxin'

Always askin' for a front, nigga, keep on askin'

Shoot him in his face tryna tussle, I don't believe in scrappin'