I Need A Grammy

[Chorus:] The way the track, how it rolling, I need a grammy [x2] No suite and tie, could be impress (Hustle on the sweet green) the green gas The way the track, how it rolling, I need a grammy The way the track, how it rolling [Verse 1:] I’m a nigga round table suites Cooking up, yeah we got truce Straight salute, pistol on and now it going shoot New cool, mooney ain’t nothing, your bitch ain’t nothing She know that I’m stunting I cook her the blow, you know I ain’t bluffing I’m taking your ho and you know I ain’t cuffing Yeah and if it ain’t gonna be no Then fuck your discussion Get the bricks, split the bricks, banana split Banana clips, don’t trip, empty the whole clip At your lip, at your hip and back to the trap house The way it rolling, I need me a grammy I bet I won’t miss out On the block, lurking for customers I bet I won’t miss out In and out, in and out Get him in, get him out, I need me a grammy [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Had a couple ground, had to get them all Had a couple of people fainting at the mall Got to get a grammy, trev, trevisol Tribbing doll On the street bow serve, all the dope serve Then we gonna hit the mall Got a couple brick stashing behind “ T” house in the wall Gotta get a grammy Gotta, gotta get a grammy Came up nigga serving zoom zoom zowams MT talking about money i'm spending All around the globe International trip And I got the bitches on the plane with the brick shit International flip Gotta get the grammy Just to stand free nigga gonna remember me nigga And I gotta plug up tennessee nigga For a ton a key nigga And I got a mother fucking plane Come and get at least ten a week nigger If a nigga say they wanna eat raw meat, then a nigga must bring a guess [Chorus] [Verse 3:] What y’all know bout spot living Slang your sacks, extra straps in a bag hidden Hold hoes on the couch smoking, dice game going on in the back kitchen Real short and i’m back tripping Lights off, we out fishing Explored in the expedition Bossing up for the best position Suited and booted, hotter than shoes I was recruited Loud in this room Bringing rose on them nice I am the coolest, what? Long way from them Ramen noodles Wrong move will get your noodle ramen Going hard all on that gram, my IG got the coolest comments Head bust for that shot vowed Got hands and I out style you Same clothes for three days This can only go three ways I win, I win, I win Losing ain’t optional I’m either gonna end up on the mother fucking Forbes Or I’m sending somebody to the hospital [Chorus]