Grammy

[Intro] Tony Parker Run it up Beezee [Chorus: Smiley] I tried to tell these niggas (Did) But they don't understand me (They don't understand me) I want a Grammy (I want a) I miss my granny (I miss her) Billboards charts, nigga (Yeah) You understand me (You understand) This is a race in my city, we want a Grammy Trap, trap, trap, trap, I re-up'd at Tammy's I'm breakin' 'em all right now, I don't want them envy I already seen the highs and lows, you don't wanna tempt me I’m not just an artist I’m a product, they could sell me [Verse 1: Smiley] I already said this shit before I ain't doing no back and forth They raided my Ford and put it in court I felt the love and I want more Dirtied the glizzy and put it in my shorts He had his timе, I hope he enjoyеd Most of my niggas is not even employed He in the streets he want the Floyd Money, she like the view, it's sunny (She does) I remember the brick in her stomach (Yes) We had to trap all summer (Summer) I had to bring back numbers (I did) I had to miss my daughter (Huh?) Now I'm in CN tower (I am) I had to clock in hours (Yeah) How much you get an hour? (How) She like the seat its Rs (Yeah) She like to be with ours (She does) She like to see these stars (Huh?) She know she with a star Gang, gang-gang, I get the-, and I go [Verse 2: 42 Dugg] Ain't too much a nigga could tell me In like three years, I'm filthy Where the Ace at? Let's get pissy Heard I hit his hoe, now he dissin' If I said "Fuck you", I meant it Like five million in my pension These Lambos not rented Let the top down on these niggas Yeah, I dropped out but I'm smart Got like three million in cars Saved the Maybach for my dawg Off White 2’s, bitch, when I jog This forever us, still not yours Bitch never fuck on me and get caught I want all the shit that I bought Hoe, I ain't ever taking no loss I'm in Toronto for the weekend Two main hoes and a freak bitch, not one or deuce I'm three lit Fours over five 'til I see six The world's small I know they heard about me I get it I ain't too far from the city, that's my nigga Ayy, yeah [Chorus: Smiley] I tried to tell these niggas (Did) But they don't understand me (They don't understand me) I want a Grammy (I want a) I miss my granny (I miss her) Billboards charts, nigga (Yeah) You understand me (You understand) This is a race in my city, we want a Grammy Trap, trap, trap, trap, I re-up'd at Tammy's I'm breakin' 'em all right now, I don't want them envy I already seen the highs and lows, you don't wanna tempt me I’m not just an artist I’m a product, they could sell me