ENGINE 16
Grilla grilla with the juice right slow
When I cook em I don't fuckin' think I'm through, yeah
Bitch, I got plenty moves, yeah
Grilla with the juice right slow
When I cook em I don't fuckin' think I'm through, yeah
Bitch, I got plenty moves, yeah
Head on the pill like a banshee
Watch how this *** could get tragic
Get it, I bounce like it's magic
Fly around like Aladdin, uh
I got this bitch in the scope
Bunch of heat ready to go
I'm on the smoke
Hit it like straight to the dome
Taking this *** like a storm, uh
You won't catch me slippin'
***er, then I'm dippin'
Cause it's chillin'
Wait, my nigga's getting high up to the ceiling
Watch me creepin' late night
Shining, dripping, I don't need to flex, no
Low-key, how we livin', yo
Puff loud, they can see me through the clouds
Movie caution with the scouts
GG in my brain, I'm a
Paranoid, I hear em voices in the silo
Think they out 38 on his waist
*** with us, you might get blazed
No face, no case, he got grace
I keep turning up the flames
All this *** you still claim
Bitch, I doubt you're getting paid
Money on my phone, the price is going up
I got demons on my side
Like E-4, let you slide, gang, gang, uh
I got demons on my side
Like E-4, let you slide, gang, gang, uh
Like E-4, let you slide, gang, gang, uh
Roll up with the juice, ride slow
In the coupe, motherfuckers think I'm through, yeah
Bitch, I got plenty moves, yeah
Roll up with the juice, ride slow
In the coupe, motherfuckers think I'm through, yeah
Bitch, I got plenty moves, yeah
Bitch, I got plenty moves, yeah