Go Grizz! Go Grizz! Go Grizz! Go Grizz! Go Grizz! Kill off my dick, let me do me That's a million bucks, every two weeks I'm * on a hatchris, we making movies I'm pulling out my camera, we shooting *** scenes I'm flexing stupid on these niggas, puking on these niggas Sipping all this drink, Lord, I'm juicing on these niggas Got my bitch falling hard, Cheryl spooking on these niggas Mind your * business and stop boogling on me, nigga I do tunchi on these niggas Riding through the city with a bad bitch with me She wanna know if she can bring her friends All my niggas wanna know if they pretty Yeah, they can tag along, bet you I can tag them all With a little love and some alcohol But I'ma pass them all to my niggas Kick them out when I'm done, nigga, * them all Back to the grind, nigga, work so hard, like I get paid overtime But when I see the check on Geek Run up in the mall, buy the same thing three times Call it four play, cause when the hoes see me shop You can hit a penny strap Running up a check, get him so wet Gotta ball out, call it both flex They wanna know how I pull so hard I'm still so young and the meat so good And I'm still not done No, I ain't stopping till I got it all And I'm waiting till it ain't going for losing I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Get cash, get cars, go hard I ain't gotta tell you why I do it, nigga I don't ask why you do your job I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I grind, sundown, sunrise Don't tell me to prove it, cause I might lose it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Don't have to tell you the greatness, relentless I ain't gotta tell you why I do it, nigga that's my business Even if you say you don't * with it Cause you know for my niggas, I'ma stay down, stay down, stay down We never trust them bitches, better lay down, lay down, lay down Cause they never come around when the money out, money out, money out Honestly people that rent out They never come around for a handout I woke up this morning, dick rock hard If you lookin' for your woman, she just hopped off If you lookin' for some trouble, ain't gotta look far I put that dick in her stomach, she all a good law I put that dick in her stomach, she all a good God These niggas claimin' they thuggin', they know they good bars My niggas call me KG, cause I'm the Kush God And my coupe don't need a key I'm talkin' push, start, push, start Ridin' and vibin', they hide and come find me And it ain't hard to find me, cause nigga, I'm shinin' I ain't gotta tell these boys, they know I'm shinin' I ain't gotta tell my goons, turn up they body You * with me right now, that's bad timing Fatherless children and sad mommies * all the * they be sayin' bout me I'm on that sippin' too damn dry, I'm for that bullshit I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Get cash, get cars, I'm high I ain't gotta tell you why I do it, nigga I'm on that sippin' too damn dry, I'm for that bullshit I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I grind, send out, I'm on that Not tellin' me to prove it, cause I'm I love it I'm on that sippin' too damn dry, I'm for that bullshit I ain't gotta tell you why I do it, nigga I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it, nigga Don't have to teach you the grind niggas need it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it, nigga, that's my business I'm on that sippin' too damn dry, I'm for that bullshit Move that bullshit Moolah, baby and the award goes to August Askia Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury!