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Grippin grippin grain
We grippin and poppin trunks upon ya
(Them g's are so real)
We thangs sweet reeling round ya corner
(Tell me whats the deal yeah)
We grippin grain and poppin trunks ya
(Can you me )
We roll thangs sweet wheelin round ya
(Them g's are so real)

Well I'm grippin grain candy stains presses cuts and pinky
Viper jets and choo choo trains it my fault I hog the lane
Living life well me a call
Blind the whats happening boys
Fancy toys we the noise
C-Nile flipping youngster

We got candy cars body guards talkies cellulars
84'S remote TV with the VCR
Watching a flick or click
Drop another platinum
Watching my weight get back and
Got em all halamade

Millionaire rapstar billionaire with
Beauty queens with no flaws when I pass they show
I'm lil made sashay shade all my clothes Taylor
Lorenzos and razor blades flip and Yungstar getting
Dropping our chop a blade
Blaze the hay got hoes for
Acrobats Bentley and Jag Bentley with the tags
Me and ducoup in the drop the top and raise the roof
rocks in every tooth c nile all about the loot

Now I can't at night
Pulling out my ice the day will for us to ride on leather
I'm not worried bout a thing diamonds on my pinky ring
We grippin grain and popping trunks ya
Now was playa plex with the Eastcoast
But the Southside holding it down we grain
We grippin grain and trunks upon ya
I just roll with you

We grippin grain south cause its time to get paid
Big willie new phillie money hopping on blades
Ass sinking in leather but there aint nuthin
a top dropper trunk popper Down South go getter
No chasing cars in the sun rocks go no fun
Now im waving my one my job is done
Nationwide here I come wood in my trunk
Swinging wide bubble eyes screwed or funked
didn't believe I can wreck it but I don't no what they expected
From a nigga whose is strait drug and Benz'
down our plexes swinging wide in my Lexus
Smooth spot haters crawl as I through Texas
Feelin good on the lean tossed up looking
Baggettes 50 rocks in my ring
Though my diamonds don't glitter I'm up on the scene
And be jockin but lockin Kool-Aid looking clean

They telling me its going down on the southside of
We grain
We grippin grain and trunks upon ya
I wan to roll with you

And now you see just how it 3rd coast throwin down for sure
Ain't a on the hoes we throw got wheels and dough
Gotta gleam some more it's 3 or 4 CD
My ac blowin candy all across the nation
my weight somebody hatin

I'm lil pat carrying yung grippin grain for fun
Candy beatin me in the sun hop out the called number one
Playa would good showin off you wish you could
up against the wood
Does his thing near every
Showin up up 20 inch on truck to truck pinky close to clut
You looking real good keep up
in the hearse driving in circles dropping screen watchin Urkel
Turn the channel now im watching
that tape out cut the verse from the side to back in the Cadillac
Still two corners Mr. Crat
Slangin gots a showed sum yung
And the all got lil Barbara sprung
the wheels aint fuck with the real
Flipping double 0 seal in the racer
Blaze to kill buy here candy red they gots to spill

They me its going down on the southside of town
We grippin
We grippin grain and poppin trunks ya
I just wan to roll you