GRANDS Lyrics

Broke my thumbs, while I was counting these grands, I feel fine

Yeah, need no guns, the way you aim for my heart, I feel fine

Yeah, yeah, fuck them hoes, I need a restart, I feel fine

Fine line, you can't cross it, if you do - then you're not mine

VIP, in the club, higher than a plane

DEA, all these drugs, call up CIA

Brb, a long night, she Uber away

THC, I'm so high, I need a new ashtray

VIP, in the club, higher than a plane

DEA, all these drugs, call up CIA

Brb, a long night, she Uber away

THC, I'm so high, I need a new ashtray

Girl, you're mine

Girl, you're mine

Fuck it

Fuck this bullshit, fuck it

Girl, you're mine

Exchange our minds, just like Armani

It's been on my mind, I find it funny

I fall in love, all the time

When I see your face, you're a dime

I came inside her life, huh, perfect timing

I call her a bitch, even though I did love her

Found a new one in my life, I don't want it

VIP, in the club, higher than a plane

DEA, all these drugs, call up CIA

Brb, a long night, she Uber away

THC, I'm so high, I need a new ashtray

Only me, that's my block, 3 dash 38

Plain white tee, spilled my drink, purple Minute Maid

Hungry me, all these Gs, yeah I can't just wait

Gotta get my money up, gotta get a Range