[Chorus: Sum1fromcanada]

I'm on my grind today (Yeah)

I got a bag to make, yeah (Oh yeah)

Lil' shawty gon' ride the wave (Whoa)

She like the games we play, yeah (Oh yeah)

Speeding on highway (Huh)

Feel like we getting chased, yeah (We getting chased)

Hit the gas, man, these brakes gon' last

Rotate, puffing pass, yeah

[Verse 1: koi]

I'm making a lil' (Yeah), they can't find my place (Place)

I've been off a bong, I might go MIA (Yeah)

And my inbox full of hoes, I can't go through in my bay (Whoa)

I might cop a Rolls just to pull up to the bank (To the bank, yeah)

And my life is goals, you can see it on my Insta' (Yeah)

All designer clothes, Saint Laurent on me for instance (Yeah)

I know she on go, she gon' pull up in an instant (Yeah)

I ain't see you in a minute, I hope that you still with it (Yeah)

[Chorus: Sum1fromcanada]

I'm on my grind today (Yeah)

I got a bag to make, yeah (Oh yeah)

Lil' shawty gon' ride the wave (Whoa)

She like the games we play, yeah (Oh yeah; whoa)

Speeding on highway (Huh)

Feel like we getting chased, yeah (We getting chased; whoa)

Hit the gas, man, these brakes gon' last

Rotate, puffing pass, yeah

[Verse 2: Sum1fromcanada]

I'm on my grind today

I stay with the boys, they go melee

I be so first, caught me Subway

I want a check, go grind today (Yeah)

Said, "Are you gon' shine today?"

Will I even call you mine today? (Mine today)

Block ya boy, call a screenplay

Beat it up like it's Boxing Day, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh)

Damn, girl, do you get enough?

Did ya boy toy give ya all the love? (Nah)

Did ya roll the dice? He ain't touch ya, love

Did it tell you that you fucked up? (Whoa)

I would run a mile through the desert sand

Just to get my bag, I know who I am (Whoa)

Don't test me, you a fucking fan

Leave you in the past like an old brand

[Chorus: Sum1fromcanada]

I'm on my grind today (Yeah)

I got a bag to make, yeah (Oh yeah)

Lil' shawty gon' ride the wave (Whoa)

She like the games we play, yeah (Oh yeah)

Speeding on highway (Huh)

Feel like we getting chased, yeah (We getting chased)

Hit the gas, man, these brakes gon' last

Rotate, puffing pass, yeah (Yeah, yeah)