[Intro]
Uh-u, u-uh, uh
I get it, I get
Now you could roam around the globe, lookin' for the best
But you ain't find a motherfucker like me yet
Get it, I get it, I get it
Listen, u-uh
[Verse 1]
Lady luck about to run out
Don't run up on me with the bullshit, I got the gun out
I'm tryna bag a beautiful bitch to suck the cum out
And sip a little cran' and Ketel One and dumb out
I'm into finger fuckin' so baby, come stick ya tongue out
Look what the fuck I brung out, a bag of kush to blow ya fuckin' lungs out
My mind on my money, baby, you second to Ben
If you and him could be lovers then you and me could be friends
I got my Polo on, with your Manolos on
I got a girl at home, but got a dolo loft
So leave that baby sittin' ya drink for beginners
Grind Music over here, we used to bein' the winners
You feelin' like a sinner, be with me and my niggas
It's prime real estate, we get it in like gorillas (Fuck with me now)
[Chorus]
Now you could ride around the block, with ya shit on knock
But you ain't found a motherfucker like me yet
Now you could roam around the globe, lookin' for the best
But you ain't find a motherfucker like me yet
[Interlude]
Yeah, nigga
I really run shit here, y'all niggas just lived it
You fuckin' with Grind Music, nigga
You fuckin' with the best, and that's all
[Verse 2]
I was born different, so when I die, don't cry
Just mourn different, I'm not a crab in the barrel
I'm a dog vicious, when I'm heat, I grab a bitch
And go the long distance, follow the leader not a soul
I got on different, sew my nuts I gotta hold and say
I'm all gifted, 'cause I was doubted but I really went to
War different, my mind morbid and more twisted
My swag be on the dance floor different
And I'm all twisted, a fuckin' alchi
Hoodie on my Yankee like a Saudi, bronze Air Forces
Call me Aas', Jesús, or even Jesus for the true believers
A legend like Run-D.M.C. adidas, hold up
Many motherfuckers might've made me out a sucker
'Til I kicked them in they mugs with my chukkas
You could call me Aas' PM in a black BM
On the Van Wyck autobahn style
You better know what time it is, ottoman style
[Chorus]
Now you could ride around the block, with ya shit on knock
But you ain't found a motherfucker like me yet
Now you could roam around the globe, lookin' for the best
But you ain't find a motherfucker like me yet
[Outro]
Ay, papi, papi
I like the way you do me
I like the way you make my pussy wet
I love it
Ay, papi
Hahaha, yeah
It's Grind Music, bitch
Hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha
Uh-u, u-uh, uh
I get it, I get
Now you could roam around the globe, lookin' for the best
But you ain't find a motherfucker like me yet
Get it, I get it, I get it
Listen, u-uh
[Verse 1]
Lady luck about to run out
Don't run up on me with the bullshit, I got the gun out
I'm tryna bag a beautiful bitch to suck the cum out
And sip a little cran' and Ketel One and dumb out
I'm into finger fuckin' so baby, come stick ya tongue out
Look what the fuck I brung out, a bag of kush to blow ya fuckin' lungs out
My mind on my money, baby, you second to Ben
If you and him could be lovers then you and me could be friends
I got my Polo on, with your Manolos on
I got a girl at home, but got a dolo loft
So leave that baby sittin' ya drink for beginners
Grind Music over here, we used to bein' the winners
You feelin' like a sinner, be with me and my niggas
It's prime real estate, we get it in like gorillas (Fuck with me now)
[Chorus]
Now you could ride around the block, with ya shit on knock
But you ain't found a motherfucker like me yet
Now you could roam around the globe, lookin' for the best
But you ain't find a motherfucker like me yet
[Interlude]
Yeah, nigga
I really run shit here, y'all niggas just lived it
You fuckin' with Grind Music, nigga
You fuckin' with the best, and that's all
[Verse 2]
I was born different, so when I die, don't cry
Just mourn different, I'm not a crab in the barrel
I'm a dog vicious, when I'm heat, I grab a bitch
And go the long distance, follow the leader not a soul
I got on different, sew my nuts I gotta hold and say
I'm all gifted, 'cause I was doubted but I really went to
War different, my mind morbid and more twisted
My swag be on the dance floor different
And I'm all twisted, a fuckin' alchi
Hoodie on my Yankee like a Saudi, bronze Air Forces
Call me Aas', Jesús, or even Jesus for the true believers
A legend like Run-D.M.C. adidas, hold up
Many motherfuckers might've made me out a sucker
'Til I kicked them in they mugs with my chukkas
You could call me Aas' PM in a black BM
On the Van Wyck autobahn style
You better know what time it is, ottoman style
[Chorus]
Now you could ride around the block, with ya shit on knock
But you ain't found a motherfucker like me yet
Now you could roam around the globe, lookin' for the best
But you ain't find a motherfucker like me yet
[Outro]
Ay, papi, papi
I like the way you do me
I like the way you make my pussy wet
I love it
Ay, papi
Hahaha, yeah
It's Grind Music, bitch
Hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha
( Aasim )
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