Lyrics
Got a little angel that I can't forget
Thumbin' through my soul your touch is heaven sent
Yeah, she hold me down
Yeah, she hold me down
Did it all with faith and watch the turn around
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
(Yeah I'm on my grind)
I can take yall muthafuckas to the water
Tell me you gon' drown or yall niggas gon drink
Tell me why I think I need a shrink (uh)
Feeling like Cam in the Pink (hol' up)
Nigga need a Pam like Im Tommy (uh)
Put me on the beat I catch a hommy (uh)
Pull up in ya Mitt like Romney (Ball out nigga)
Know that shit wet like Dasani (SWISH!)
Know I need a Gwen like Stefani
Know its No Doubt with Punani
She Bollywood dance like Punjabi
Slum Dog nigga eating Mahi, Uh
Mahi, Paint it like Dali
On my worst behavior nigga feeling like Dahi
Probably singing lodi dodi with a Saudi I be counting oil money I ain't have to join Illuminati
Nope!
Got a little angel that I can't forget
Thumbin' through my soul your touch is heaven sent
Yeah, she hold me down
Yeah, she hold me down
Did it all with faith and watch the turn around
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
(Yeah I'm on my grind)
(Uh, and ya know ya boy back like.)
Ain't this what you wanted
Tell me how he run it
I ain't even mean to son it
Put in work and I be blunted
Omg know ya gotta love it
Know ya gotta love it
Im-a make my own lane
Kick shit like I punted now
Who done done it
Rap game summit
I be on my grind nigga I ain't talking pop shuvits
And Im skating through jawns pulling rubbers out the cuboard
That became my day to day and I'm just keeping it 100 uh!
Brain Bandit
Had a Bad habit
Squad multiply
Like Some muthafucking rabbits
Rap game tragic
Yall can't have it
I Don't do average
And still dress lavish
Where the torch at
You know you gotta pass it
Noah still crazy
And Tunji so savage
It's more than smash hit
This for the masses
Had to go in boy
This my
Right of passage
I'm Gone!
Got a little angel that I can't forget
Thumbin' through my soul your touch is heaven sent
Yeah, she hold me down
Yeah, she hold me down
Did it all with faith and watch the turn around
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
On my grind, young nigga on his grind
(Yeah I'm on my grind)
(Yeah I'm on my grind)