"Miss When Grams Were 20" lyrics
(feat. Luh Soldier)
Aye my lil nigga sit in Stanley bushes
Damn I miss when grams was 20
Usain Bolt we ran through money
If my shit ain't stuffed my pants feel funny
You a lil guy in the paint, I'm big Yay Drummond
Ain't talking bed this shit getting bonkers
He not a track star but he a runner
Come through wide body G-Wagon look like a Hummer
Bulletproof Lac' truck
Yayski Obama
When you got cake it get funneled
Girl how you get all that ass in that romper?
Baby I know how to score I got jumper
Aye drank in my lap this that thumper
Aye I'm having cheese like lasagna
What's in your pockets like bruh?
None ya
Aye play me a beat imma punch em
Aye give me a beat imma get it and take down
I love how they chop shit
That's some K round
How he pop shit, we don't play round
Gorillas, I been around them since the playgrounds
I can't lie shit got gigantic
Hit us hop out and leave you in traffic
If I fuck with you dog it's organic
Blood for blood you can't play with my family
Whole lotta money I seen it too
We eating back then we was starving
Nigga spoke on the sets he was risking his life it was me clutching that carbon
It was me making shit that we ate
Having cheese watching out for the rats
Make him flip how he run up the sack
Run it up blow a bag get it back
Aye pocket full the meter broke
Thirsty hoe ain't seen cheese before
Nigga really be in CB4 before the rap they couldn't see me hoe
Knock it down just like dominoes
Been in the gym putting pump in hoes
Might take my main bitch to Pappadeaux's
I want money I don't see the fun in hoes
They be nuts
If you chasing pussy but that can of paper in your pocket nigga what the fuck
Riding around smoking out the pound
You know that every wood full of runtz
Aye yea, you should already know that I got it
Bankroll on me and this bitch sloppy
Let your bitch play around she gon top me
Aye when you having that green shawty come off that neck
I see these nigga like mesh
If you try to play you won't pass the test
Look I just want the racks fuck the rest
Aye I just want the racks fuck all that other shit
She let me hit
I heard you love the bitch
Shawty a slew and you cuffing lil baby
Serving these turkeys my past
I'm stuffing these baby
Slow down stop rushing lil lady
You ain't my bitch we just be fucking lil crazy
Yayski be throwing them 4s
And I can't be fucked with like my cousin Lil Baby
Racks in my bridges and I got a crease
This Glock got a 50 boy like Big Meech
Pour up this lean and fire up this leaf
I can't give you shit I find out you leak
Ask for something tell you hmm like Lil Reese
Riding with that yea
In the Caprice
When I'm off that drank it fuck with my speech
Just poured up that wock in a Faygo peach
Aye my lil nigga sit in Stanley bushes
Damn I miss when grams was 20
Usain Bolt we ran through money
If my shit ain't stuffed my pants feel funny
You a lil guy in the paint, I'm big Yay Drummond
Ain't talking bed this shit getting bonkers
He not a track star but he a runner
Come through wide body G-Wagon look like a Hummer
Damn I miss when grams was 20
Usain Bolt we ran through money
If my shit ain't stuffed my pants feel funny
You a lil guy in the paint, I'm big Yay Drummond
Ain't talking bed this shit getting bonkers
He not a track star but he a runner
Come through wide body G-Wagon look like a Hummer
Bulletproof Lac' truck
Yayski Obama
When you got cake it get funneled
Girl how you get all that ass in that romper?
Baby I know how to score I got jumper
Aye drank in my lap this that thumper
Aye I'm having cheese like lasagna
What's in your pockets like bruh?
None ya
Aye play me a beat imma punch em
Aye give me a beat imma get it and take down
I love how they chop shit
That's some K round
How he pop shit, we don't play round
Gorillas, I been around them since the playgrounds
I can't lie shit got gigantic
Hit us hop out and leave you in traffic
If I fuck with you dog it's organic
Blood for blood you can't play with my family
Whole lotta money I seen it too
We eating back then we was starving
Nigga spoke on the sets he was risking his life it was me clutching that carbon
It was me making shit that we ate
Having cheese watching out for the rats
Make him flip how he run up the sack
Run it up blow a bag get it back
Aye pocket full the meter broke
Thirsty hoe ain't seen cheese before
Nigga really be in CB4 before the rap they couldn't see me hoe
Knock it down just like dominoes
Been in the gym putting pump in hoes
Might take my main bitch to Pappadeaux's
I want money I don't see the fun in hoes
They be nuts
If you chasing pussy but that can of paper in your pocket nigga what the fuck
Riding around smoking out the pound
You know that every wood full of runtz
Aye yea, you should already know that I got it
Bankroll on me and this bitch sloppy
Let your bitch play around she gon top me
Aye when you having that green shawty come off that neck
I see these nigga like mesh
If you try to play you won't pass the test
Look I just want the racks fuck the rest
Aye I just want the racks fuck all that other shit
She let me hit
I heard you love the bitch
Shawty a slew and you cuffing lil baby
Serving these turkeys my past
I'm stuffing these baby
Slow down stop rushing lil lady
You ain't my bitch we just be fucking lil crazy
Yayski be throwing them 4s
And I can't be fucked with like my cousin Lil Baby
Racks in my bridges and I got a crease
This Glock got a 50 boy like Big Meech
Pour up this lean and fire up this leaf
I can't give you shit I find out you leak
Ask for something tell you hmm like Lil Reese
Riding with that yea
In the Caprice
When I'm off that drank it fuck with my speech
Just poured up that wock in a Faygo peach
Aye my lil nigga sit in Stanley bushes
Damn I miss when grams was 20
Usain Bolt we ran through money
If my shit ain't stuffed my pants feel funny
You a lil guy in the paint, I'm big Yay Drummond
Ain't talking bed this shit getting bonkers
He not a track star but he a runner
Come through wide body G-Wagon look like a Hummer
