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fight the drank - grindhard e lyrics

[intro]
man who the f*ck made this beat?
aight, i might
[verse]
i might be off beat a lil’ bit ’cause i’m tryna fight the drank
can’t believe my lil’ n*gga just threw his life away
scary n*gga, you ain’t even shootin’, threw yo’ pipe away
just poured a four, a four, then a eight, i might nod away
thought you was gon’ get over on me, no not today
get into a altercation, shoot a n*gga, then shoot out of state
they ask me “e where you been?” i been out the way
tryna ten times 10, i made five today
man what the f*ck, i can’t find the drank
i know i’m high, but i just bought a pint, i should have an eight
smoked a eighth and drunk a eight at 6:00, i was high by 8:00
i feel like smokey on friday, ’cause you won’t get high today
i feel like big worm, play with my money and you gon’ die today
if you shoot at me, imma come back and slide that day
put a red dot on his head and i’m gettin’ away
next friday, got this fat b*tch chasing me, i feel like dae dae
who the f*ck stole all the tails out my ashtray
i’ll send a n*gga ass home like a half a day
smoke him on the way to his sale, he won’t have a play
then send my young dawg, sit at one crib where yo’ daddy stay
woke up on the wrong side of the bed, now i’m mad today
hit a n*gga with a fn, they thought i had a k
shoot a n*gga broad day in his face, caught a matinee
almost fell in love with a b*tch, patty mayonaise
aight, you know doug funny
in the crib with cookie like [?]
picked her up from louis v turned her to a in screen like bugs bunny
all my backwoods, i’m feelin’ like winnie the pooh ’cause i love honey
i don’t know why the f*ck you laughing, ain’t nothin’ funny
.223 with the legs on it, have a n*gga runnin’
told this b*tch i ordered her a gift, but ain’t nothin’ coming
b*tch mad when we was f*ckin’ and i called her another woman
hit her raw, so i pulled out and bust on her stomach
she said when i was in her that she could feel it in her tummy
went to hit a l!ck bare face, i forgot my skully
n*gga, i don’t know you, don’t be actin’ like we buddy buddy
nah, i don’t wanna buy the drank, it’s lookin’ kinda funny
i just poured a four of some tris, now my pop muddy
i don’t speak much, how high*
aight, just drunk a pint, lookin’ for more, i’m a lean junkie
i don’t f*ck around no more, baby i got clean money
fast money, turn around gang, dz money
i might go back to my old ways and take all of yo’ fiend money
bad b*tch with a mad face, she always mean muggin’
n*gga think he piecing sh*t but i already seen him comin’
if it ain’t ’bout no money or no cough syrup, you won’t see me comin’
i nutted on my b*tch, they don’t ever get to see me comin’
glock 26, aight
fn with a flashlight, you never see me comin’
you will never get nowhere in life, you keep making assumptions
lil d put some green in cream soda and he said it was scrumptious
[?] a new face, then we carvin’ a pumpkin
got my heat in my hand walking outside, it ain’t tucked in
i was taught to shoot above the waist, you better duck then
n*gga said he got a problem with me, well what’s up then?
broke as h*ll, i remember i was up ten
now i can go to the club and make it rain in the function
ayy, wood with ten different flavors, that’s conjuction
wood hittin’ like a baseball bat, that’s a concussion
if you know how to make a billion dollars, let’s discuss it
do
i know a shiesty ass n*gga but he still my lil’ cousin
he do some bull sh*t again, i might*
(yeahhh, you seen i was going with that)
can’t go nowhere without my b*tch, she said she goin’ with me
f*cked her good and spent the night, now she think she goin’ wit me
[outro]
not goin’ nowhere, she think we go together

- grindhard e lyrics

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