grind everyday (Explicit)-mgk/Wiz Khalifa

歌手 : mgk / Wiz Khalifa

专辑 : blog era boyz (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:57

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TXT grind everyday (Explicit)-mgk/Wiz Khalifa 文本歌词

grind everyday (Explicit) - mgk/Wiz Khalifa

Lyrics by：Wiz Khalifa/Colson Baker/Edward Murray/Ryan Baker

Composed by：Wiz Khalifa/Colson Baker/Edward Murray/Ryan Baker

Produced by：Sledgren/RMB JUSTIZE

Hahaha

Don't wanna buy I wanna build

Was on the ground now in the hills

First time around she gettin' chills

Every verse like I'm payin' the bills

They come around but how many real? Uh

Probably don't say how they feel What?

Probably gon' get me a bed

That's made out of hundreds so sleep on a mill' Damn

My company say I'm the president Yup

I'm 'bout to go stay where you never been Yup

I'm smokin' to stay in my element Yup

Work hard the bag is definite Uh

These niggas talk but they irrelevant What?

They don't even know what this level is Why?

Got secret sauce ain't tellin' it

Got kush to smoke we melanin Yeah

This the get stoned department Uh

She took her panties off soon as the car got started Let's go

200K you could name drop it

Wouldn't be me if I ain't poppin'

Noticed you mad that my chain is on her Yeah

She wanna know when the plane departin'

You know I stay on the grind I'm up Every day huh yeah

They know my money is time so I Must get paid huh yeah

Only one thing on my mind don't care What they say what they say?

We roll it up Rollin' it up anyway yeah yeah

We roll it up roll it up anyway Roll it roll it roll it

We roll it up roll it up anyway Oh oh

We roll it up roll it up anyway Roll it roll it roll it yeah

We roll it up roll it up anyway

Woah

Took a Benadryl I'm allergic to fake

I just constructed a podium

I'm 'bout to stand at the top so they know they place

I don't play sports but it touch down

I got receivers pickin' up at the gate

Jet with a hundred and seventy pounds

I gotta smoke to match my weight uh-huh

Burnin' this sage uh-huh

Ridin' this wave uh-huh

Know where I came from Where?

Minimum wage uh-huh

I can't go back uh-uh No

Can't leave it to chance uh-uh No

Ridin' the bus with a lottery ticket and quarters to scratch uh-huh

This the get high department Yeah

I'm not a human I'm martian Uh

I don't need oxygen I just need smoke give me the arson

A sack in the back and my girl told me that's her version of what heaven on earth is Right

Don't put my feet on the surface I'm on another level floating on purpose

Take the ride burnin' this rocket fuel that's getting me higher

Saint Laurent up in the rocket ship it don't get flyer