[Intro]

Boom, boom

Bing 

[Chorus]

Grind  'til the end of the credits

I don't mix beef wit' lettuce

I want the top, or head it

Ride  wit' that Glock, don't test it

On  the come-up, I'ma bet it

All in her mouth like she said it

Nut  in her eye now she ready

She get your bottle, she breaded

Shawty not petty like Betty

You know we ready spaghetti

Lot  on my mind and it's heavy

Been had a blue hunned fetish

Too much paper, it can't get shredded

Hate can't get to me 'cause I won't let it

Gang stayed down when shit got hectic

Still got two guns, I been was ready

No, I won't run when the pain get heavy

These niggas my sons, I'm sorry I left 'em

[Verse]

I don't mix beef wit' the cheese

Money fall down on your head like leaves

Reddo John Madden, I don't know about Steve

Knew that I had it 'cause they played me overseas

Car push-start but it still got keys

On Wockhardt, I heart Codeine

Plans of goin' far 'cause I'm chasin' these dreams

Yeah, nobody can stop you but you

I saw that light when I looked at my jewels

You'll be aight, everybody ridicule

Glock got sight, it peek at you

And it's gon' spit when I click

You ain't gettin' no money, you ain't takin' no risks

You set your goals, so how did you miss?

Chasin' them hoes, you end up sick

(Slime)

[Chorus]

Grind 'til the end of the credits

I don't mix beef wit' lettuce

I want the top, or head it

Ride wit' that Glock, don't test it

On the come-up, I'ma bet it

All in her mouth like she said it

Nut in her eye now she ready

She get your bottle, she breaded

Shawty not petty like Betty

You know we ready spaghetti

Lot on my mind and it's heavy

Been had a blue hunned fetish

Too much paper, it can't get shredded

Hate can't get to me 'cause I won't let it

Gang stayed down when shit got hectic

Still got two guns, I been was ready

No, I won't run when the pain get heavy

These niggas my sons, I'm sorry I left 'em