Sf Tony - Grindin (Post To Be Remix) lyrics

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Sf Tony - Grindin (Post To Be Remix) lyrics

You already know what is man We grindin, n***as shinin we go hard mfs, hater stop replyin Stack fam wit the team we grindin Goin hard everyday we shinin AP on my hands & wit diamonds n***as say they gettin bands but they lyin Drop my roof on these hater cause they watchin Grand ave, thats my mf block man Disrespect me then im blowin at ya do frame Pop pop 2 bullets flying through ya f**in brain Sippin act got me leanin like some roller skates Panorama skurtin on u n***as switchin lanes Skirt skirt skirt look I do what i do, Sf for mG thats my mf crew A n***a play me wrong imma let that sh** loose Yheaa im in the club, gold bottles comin through My n***a do a round while yall n***as lookin crewl Tell ya boyfriend stop kickin works fool Rollin on this gas got me higher than balloon Gotta spanish b**h that only f** me when im rude, smash it out quick then im leavin to the stuu GB yheaa thats my mf crew, yheaa my circle small i dont know about you [CHORUS x2] You know my team stack fam, we grindin Gotcha b**h on my body, she grindin n***as say they gettin bands, they lyin Take ya b**h, pop a bottle, we grindin You know my team stack fam, we grindin Ballin hard tell these n***as stop tryin Any n***a try me & the dyin We dont ride skateboards but we grindin Livin life but they dont wanna see up livin All this food on my plate, thanks for givin n***as doin snake sh**, i cant trust em or forgive em On the road wit my team catchin zoes thats a mission & we ain't worried bout sh** All these hoes neva love u they just cum & the dip See these b**hes playing tricks, all they worry bout was dick Standpoint i never trip, catch me rollin out the zip Hot n***a ride dirty, keep the strap on the hip HOP Different hoe same click, more bands different lick We jacky where it kick White chalk and be click Lay blay let it rip Cause we aint playin no games In that 4 door benz b**h in huggin both lanes All i wanna do is grind, give a f** about some fame Shawty over here wit me cause her bf a lame How about u call ur squad, mami we gonna do our thing Watch these hoes call me phone, I wont answer when it ring But we gonna smoke dope & put potrone up But if the head call my phone you gotta hold up Take her home, bend her over like a folder All i know is bands but i got guns like a soldier Knew she was a pop, now she finish like a soda Cause i dont do relation, one night then its ova [CHORUS X2] You know my team stack fam, we grindin Gotcha b**h on my body, she grindin n***as say they gettin bands, they lyin Take ya b**h, pop a bottle, we grindin

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