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Grand-O

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Usually on the dark
But I'm sippin on clear
And I don't need to hit ya bitch
I got mine right here
I use to run from problems
Now I'm facing my fears
They say the past is the past
I left that shit in the rear
Grand-O got flows
And they know that I'm coming
Left the spot with a thot
Cuz she know that I'm stunting
Yo these hoes call my phone
I don't know if they love me
Cruising on the 101
And I'm doing a hundred
Gotta stay down
So I'm pouring the bubbly
Bro it's money, hoes and clothes
I don't know if they love me
Baby I don't trust shit
Still sippin this forty
Yo that talk is hella cheap bitch You better come show me
Bro it's 3am
Still pouring the potion
Told the bitch throw my keys cuz I'm smoother than lotion
And I love to see her face
When that body in motion
And we burning through rubbers Now I'm dippin and yolkin
I'm on Ocean Ave
Just grabbed me some pho
And my rhyme style tight
Hittin harder than drums
They know I'm from the Sco
Bitch I love where I'm from
And you know I got the gas baby Hand me the tums
I'm in my boys ride
It's a chance that it's stolen
We hit the Mickey D's on Ocean Ave I know that it's open
Chasing all this chicken
Always getting my tokens
I hit the freak of the week
And now I gotta go ghost her
Usually on the dark
But I'm sippin on clear
And I don't need to hit ya bitch
I got mine right here
I use to run from problems
Now I'm facing my fears
They say the past is the past
I left that shit in the rear
Grand-O got flows
And they know that I'm coming
Left the spot with a thot
Cuz she know that I'm stunting
Yo these hoes call my phone
I don't know if they love me
Cruising on the 101
And I'm doing a hundred
I'm in the studio
The speakers soaking and bleed
Yo I spoke it from my chest
These hoes is hopeless to me
That's the love of his life
But she chose up on me
I don't even want his bitch
I got plenty a B's
Girl it's 2022
You still smoking that bammer
I been rappin 10 years
Still speaking that grammar
Got the gift with the spit
Use my tongue as a blammer
Yo the laws remain the same
Still stuck in the slammer
I run with city boyz
And we nothing but P's
And Ima let the bitch roll
But she gotta say please
And when I'm feeling distant
Bitch I'm hitting this weed
And I don't wanna hear shit
Bitch get on ya knees
Ima do my thing
Some calling me flashy
And my dreams so vivid
So I'm doing the dashy
Real tree smokers
So they whipped out the baggie
And Ima talk my shit
Till the day that they blap me
Usually on the dark
But I'm sippin on clear
And I don't need to hit ya bitch
I got mine right here
I use to run from problems
Now I'm facing my fears
They say the past is the past
I left that shit in the rear
Grand-O got flows
And they know that I'm coming
Left the spot with a thot
Cuz she know that I'm stunting
Yo these hoes call my phone
I don't know if they love me
Cruising on the 101
And I'm doing a hundred

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