Grandson - Lil Durk ft. Kodak Black

(Zaytoven)

Ayy, Yak

Never take her to Status Jeweler (Yeah)

Never put all your trust in pussy (Let's get it)

I done seen niggas steal switches (Yeah)

I could never be attached to goofies (Metro)

Lamborghini truck, ridin' smoothly

Future had a nigga tryin' zooties (Boom)

Firm believer of bad luck (Yeah)

I can't be the one dyin' in movies (No)

Eater sex, she want her ass done (Ass done)

Told the bitch to go and try a smoothie (Try a smoothie)

Why you throwin' all this rent money?

Tryna prove a point to go and hang with Boosie (Lame-ass)

He think he bigger than the whole mob

Niggas couldn't even hang with Boonie (Gang)

I keep all the shooters fed

I fed 'em all Percocets (Percocets)

Rather be with my crew instead

Ridin' 'round with a dirty stick (Dirty stick)

Dirty Sprite, ridin' 'round with some shooters who ain't even thirty yet (Grrah)

Dirty mics, told on the gang, like he owe us debt (Yeah)

Lamb' truck, hoppin' out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck

Lamb' truck, free Rio from the land, they got him jammed up

Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm Grandson

Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm—

Ayy, I ain't gon' need no ski, 'cause I'm gon' make sure he can't tell on me

The middle of the week, I was skippin' in school, I had to bail on me

I'm a man of business, I'm with the mob, I'm like M.O.B

My nigga beat the cheese when he went down, I'm like "Damn, homie"

Dirty mics, thuggin' 'til I die, I don't need no advice

Jerry Rice, just caught a brand new body, that's on my baby snipe

Like I'm smokin' crack, the Glock got a see-through clip, this bitch like glass pipes

I ain't tryna be too long, anyway motherfucker, I live that fast life

Friday night, I'm in the club, boppin' with my niggas, yeah

Still goin', Saturday mornin' I woke up with some strippers, yeah

Sunday, I might take a nigga soul, 'cause I'm a sinner, yeah

Lil' Taz, he gon' spaz, he gon' three, four, five, six jiggers, yeah

Friday night, in the car, ridin' with my hitters, yeah

Still scopin', Saturday mornin', lookin' for them niggas, yeah

Sunday, it feel like I'm almighty Jesus with this pistol, yeah

King Von, yeah, 'cause I'm a rapper and I'm a killer, yeah

Durk, go to church, you old killin' motherfucker

Ayy, do that nigga do Percs and them Black & Milds, go call my brother

This my last time fuckin', so I'ma stick it in her butt

Start shootin' shit up at fourteen, vibin', "Dis Ain’t What U Want"

Lamb' truck, hoppin' out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck

Lamb' truck, free Rio from the land, they got him jammed up

Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm Grandson

Blam somethin', got me feelin' like I'm—