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Grass Video (MV)




Performed By: Daws
Length: 3:15
Written by: Dawson Forkner




Daws - Grass Lyrics




Imagine you tellin yo kids
You been sellin a bit
Nate on the beat and it hits
Daws on a beat made em quit
No you can hang wit the clique
No you cant bang with the kid
Im gone headbang to this song
Im gone take rips from the bong
She gone take dick am I wrong
Better get lit when when Im on
I smoke the pack till its gone
Ive done enough better run it up
I use to pour the lean inside of the 7 up
Im on my grind and yall are just catching up
Ignoring all of my messagus
Dont try to mess with us
This shit is effortless
Indica preference
Im in the cut and I never trust anyone
Grenades and mini guns
We all just savages, this world is 21
Use to be blunts with the honey buns
Now i be blunt when the money comes
Im boutta pop like Im bubble gum
Homie gotta stop wit the double cup
Use to hit licks for a couple bucks
Me and my Brodies be troublesome
I need a billy to sum it up
You needa roll me another one
You say you a problem well
I got some problems to over come
I dont push the pack
I aint move the weight
She like when I rap
I like when Im baked
She do it for the snap
I do it for my gang
Gotta mow the grass
Get rid of them snakes
Talk behind my back
You see how I aim
Im getting paid so Im never payin sense
Yall talking more but actually sayin less
A grand a day is what I pay to dress
You could drop a grand but she still aint wet
Damn, I was so upset
Was sick of steady trapping just to pay the rent
How have I not came up yet?
Caught the soonest jet to pheonix, straight up left
Damn! F*ck all of the college shit
Mom Said, do what you gotta do, so I called it quits
Was never the greatest at all of that knowledge shit
Only considered going cause the scholarships
Popped a pill, tripped an L, ended up in jail, and that some shit
I did the race, I beat the case, and got me some face, Damn that was it?
I can change your mind if you really trynna trip
Double lines like I can never pass when I drive or I piss
Off white watch like Im doing lines off my wrist
If it aint fire, That I aint got a dime for the pitch
I dont push the pack
I aint move the weight
She like when I rap
I like when Im baked
She do it for the snap
I do it for my gang
Gotta mow the grass
Get rid of them snakes
Talk behind my back
Youll see how I aim
I dont push the pack
I aint move the weight
She like when I rap
I like when Im baked
She do it for the snap
I do it for my gang
Gotta mow the grass
Get rid of them snakes
Talk behind my back
Youll see how I aim
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Imagine you tellin yo kids
You been sellin a bit
Nate on the beat and it hits
Daws on a beat made em quit
No you can hang wit the clique
No you cant bang with the kid
Im gone headbang to this song
Im gone take rips from the bong
She gone take dick am I wrong
Better get lit when when Im on
I smoke the pack till its gone
Ive done enough better run it up
I use to pour the lean inside of the 7 up
Im on my grind and yall are just catching up
Ignoring all of my messagus
Dont try to mess with us
This shit is effortless
Indica preference
Im in the cut and I never trust anyone
Grenades and mini guns
We all just savages, this world is 21
Use to be blunts with the honey buns
Now i be blunt when the money comes
Im boutta pop like Im bubble gum
Homie gotta stop wit the double cup
Use to hit licks for a couple bucks
Me and my Brodies be troublesome
I need a billy to sum it up
You needa roll me another one
You say you a problem well
I got some problems to over come
I dont push the pack
I aint move the weight
She like when I rap
I like when Im baked
She do it for the snap
I do it for my gang
Gotta mow the grass
Get rid of them snakes
Talk behind my back
You see how I aim
Im getting paid so Im never payin sense
Yall talking more but actually sayin less
A grand a day is what I pay to dress
You could drop a grand but she still aint wet
Damn, I was so upset
Was sick of steady trapping just to pay the rent
How have I not came up yet?
Caught the soonest jet to pheonix, straight up left
Damn! F*ck all of the college shit
Mom Said, do what you gotta do, so I called it quits
Was never the greatest at all of that knowledge shit
Only considered going cause the scholarships
Popped a pill, tripped an L, ended up in jail, and that some shit
I did the race, I beat the case, and got me some face, Damn that was it?
I can change your mind if you really trynna trip
Double lines like I can never pass when I drive or I piss
Off white watch like Im doing lines off my wrist
If it aint fire, That I aint got a dime for the pitch
I dont push the pack
I aint move the weight
She like when I rap
I like when Im baked
She do it for the snap
I do it for my gang
Gotta mow the grass
Get rid of them snakes
Talk behind my back
Youll see how I aim
I dont push the pack
I aint move the weight
She like when I rap
I like when Im baked
She do it for the snap
I do it for my gang
Gotta mow the grass
Get rid of them snakes
Talk behind my back
Youll see how I aim
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Writer: Dawson Forkner
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