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from the grammar - isaiah rashad lyrics

[intro]
slide through, fall through clean on a n*gga
that’s my d*ck on side yo face
that’s my neck on side yo fa*
f*ck up them ounces i made it my n*gga
hoes ain’t as* aight
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
chevrolet shy got lean on the rhythm
slide through, fall through clean on a n*gga
that’s my d*ck on side yo face
that’s my d*ck on side yo face
f*ck up them ounces i made it my n*gga
hoes ain’t as fresh as my baby my n*gga
throwaway, only the latest my n*gga
this a.p.c bulky, who paid you my n*gga?
i’m down for the count & i’m down for the counting
checking my shoes all this mud on the counter
found it in love with my buzzard just drowning
fell in love when they found me
i’m so up you should sell me a downer
from the bucket where heaven around me
i get that from the reverend, get that from the mayor
get that from the k!llers and bounties
them pedestrian b*tches put hope in they kidneys
and lose it when they get around me
is you local or poppin? who care where you shopping?
i smoked up a check with my nana
[hook]
chi*ching from the grammar
chi*ching from the grammar
ee*ee, bling bling
chi*ching from the grammar
bling bling, link, yeah, yeah
chi*ching from the grammar

[verse 2]
yeah, i got some green in my eyes
i got a puppy to bait
yeah, cool river your face
cool river your face, ok ok
i got some weed in my eyes
i got some money to make
yeah, who’s hugging the base?
who’s hugging the base? ok ok ok
droptop petty cause them hoes ain’t ready so the flows get spit
oooh, yeah, oh me, oh my
is that yo friend? is that yo hoe? is that yo spy?
don’t misbehave, i’ll bring the cage, you bring the wine
and that’s fasho, nights like this i just wanna have it all
only n*gga in the bank smiling like a motherf*cka
i must be the only n*gga in the bank
most these n*ggas in the way
naked b*tches and my pot of riches
taking p*ssy pictures to the safe
i just wan’ beat me a case, they just wan’ eat me alive
i got it all in pocket, i got it all
you just wan’ get you a taste, they just gon’ eat you alive
i got it all in profit, walk by the cops and go smoke up the topic
[hook]
chi*ching from the grammar
ee*ee, bling bling, aye
chi*ching from the grammar
bling bling, aye, bling bling
chi*ching from the grammar

- isaiah rashad lyrics

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