[Intro]

Tony Parker

Run it up Beezee

[Chorus: Smiley]

I tried to tell these niggas (Did)

But they don't understand me (They don't understand me)

I want a Grammy (I want a)

I miss my granny (I miss her)

Billboards charts, nigga (Yeah)

You understand me (You understand)

This is a race in my city, we want a Grammy

Trap, trap, trap, trap, I re-up'd at Tammy's

I'm breakin' 'em all right now, I don't want them envy

I already seen the highs and lows, you don't wanna tempt me

I’m not just an artist I’m a product, they could sell me

[Verse 1: Smiley]

I already said this shit before

I ain't doing no back and forth

They raided my Ford and put it in court

I felt the love and I want more

Dirtied the glizzy and put it in my shorts

He had his timе, I hope he enjoyеd

Most of my niggas is not even employed

He in the streets he want the Floyd

Money, she like the view, it's sunny (She does)

I remember the brick in her stomach (Yes)

We had to trap all summer (Summer)

I had to bring back numbers (I did)

I had to miss my daughter (Huh?)

Now I'm in CN tower (I am)

I had to clock in hours (Yeah)

How much you get an hour? (How)

She like the seat its Rs (Yeah)

She like to be with ours (She does)

She like to see these stars (Huh?)

She know she with a star

Gang, gang-gang, I get the-, and I go

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]

Ain't too much a nigga could tell me

In like three years, I'm filthy

Where the Ace at? Let's get pissy

Heard I hit his hoe, now he dissin'

If I said "Fuck you", I meant it

Like five million in my pension

These Lambos not rented

Let the top down on these niggas

Yeah, I dropped out but I'm smart

Got like three million in cars

Saved the Maybach for my dawg

Off White 2’s, bitch, when I jog

This forever us, still not yours

Bitch never fuck on me and get caught

I want all the shit that I bought

Hoe, I ain't ever taking no loss

I'm in Toronto for the weekend

Two main hoes and a freak bitch, not one or deuce I'm three lit

Fours over five 'til I see six

The world's small I know they heard about me I get it

I ain't too far from the city, that's my nigga

Ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Smiley]

I tried to tell these niggas (Did)

But they don't understand me (They don't understand me)

I want a Grammy (I want a)

I miss my granny (I miss her)

Billboards charts, nigga (Yeah)

You understand me (You understand)

This is a race in my city, we want a Grammy

Trap, trap, trap, trap, I re-up'd at Tammy's

I'm breakin' 'em all right now, I don't want them envy

I already seen the highs and lows, you don't wanna tempt me

I’m not just an artist I’m a product, they could sell me