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Fuck a Grammy Video (MV)




Performed By: FSG Rell
Length: 2:45
Written by: Tyrell Barr




FSG Rell - Fuck a Grammy Lyrics
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I be thinking longevity
Kill a n***a for the recipe
Money is the root of all evil, but I hope it don't get the best of me
Hope they never feel jealousy
You can win right next to me
Call me Steph and you KD, we can build another legacy
I be trying to build chemistry
Hope we reaching that pedigree
Lot of things kind of fell in place, I'm telling you this our destiny
Saturdays for that threesome, me you and Hennessy
I'm a say this for my hometown, just don't never do me like Kennedy
Lifestyle getting fancy though
From my hood to a mansion hoe
12 slide don't panic bro
Fly as hell no lantern though
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
They out of woods, more swishers
Bad ass lil red bone, told her mom she like hood n****s
I don't give a f*ck about a Trump card
30 n****s in my front yard
Never gave a damn what a hater said, if you don't f*ck with us then we don't f*ck with y'all
Real shit
If I had it all, that wouldn't include a Grammy
So f*ck a Grammy
F*ck do I need a Grammy for
If these diamonds dancing
If I got my n****s and I got my family, why do I need a Grammy
If I already know that I'm the hottest out, why do I need a Grammy
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
I got my name over her breastisis
Younging say I'm the bestisist
Years ago they had a lead on me, closing down on that deficit
I keep taking these lessons in
N****s sick no medicine
Hashtag my lil bae a snack, when we home thats what breakfast is
Album mode I'm kind of showing off, bring it down to them weeds again
Eat that pussy like cold pizza, Wheezy said I might need Korin
Smoking dope I want good vibes, f*ck shit what I be against
Cherish days when I wake up cause there's one day I won't breathe again
Twerk for a n***a on his birthday
First waves
Real n***a, contest, guess who winning that first place
Half my city probably rooting for me, the other half probably hate me
Me, my brothers got a brotherhood, don't f*ck around that's sacred
From the city that don't never sleep
But in my city n****s always sleep
F*ck a single, f*ck a album I want 10 albums platinum deep
Tell me there's something that money can't buy
That's probably a lie
Still trying to find out what money can buy Shit I hope I'm alive
Ayo n***a
Ayo n***a
You better call me back
Bye
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I be thinking longevity
Kill a n***a for the recipe
Money is the root of all evil, but I hope it don't get the best of me
Hope they never feel jealousy
You can win right next to me
Call me Steph and you KD, we can build another legacy
I be trying to build chemistry
Hope we reaching that pedigree
Lot of things kind of fell in place, I'm telling you this our destiny
Saturdays for that threesome, me you and Hennessy
I'm a say this for my hometown, just don't never do me like Kennedy
Lifestyle getting fancy though
From my hood to a mansion hoe
12 slide don't panic bro
Fly as hell no lantern though
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
They out of woods, more swishers
Bad ass lil red bone, told her mom she like hood n****s
I don't give a f*ck about a Trump card
30 n****s in my front yard
Never gave a damn what a hater said, if you don't f*ck with us then we don't f*ck with y'all
Real shit
If I had it all, that wouldn't include a Grammy
So f*ck a Grammy
F*ck do I need a Grammy for
If these diamonds dancing
If I got my n****s and I got my family, why do I need a Grammy
If I already know that I'm the hottest out, why do I need a Grammy
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
F*ck a Grammy I'm a hood n***a
I got my name over her breastisis
Younging say I'm the bestisist
Years ago they had a lead on me, closing down on that deficit
I keep taking these lessons in
N****s sick no medicine
Hashtag my lil bae a snack, when we home thats what breakfast is
Album mode I'm kind of showing off, bring it down to them weeds again
Eat that pussy like cold pizza, Wheezy said I might need Korin
Smoking dope I want good vibes, f*ck shit what I be against
Cherish days when I wake up cause there's one day I won't breathe again
Twerk for a n***a on his birthday
First waves
Real n***a, contest, guess who winning that first place
Half my city probably rooting for me, the other half probably hate me
Me, my brothers got a brotherhood, don't f*ck around that's sacred
From the city that don't never sleep
But in my city n****s always sleep
F*ck a single, f*ck a album I want 10 albums platinum deep
Tell me there's something that money can't buy
That's probably a lie
Still trying to find out what money can buy Shit I hope I'm alive
Ayo n***a
Ayo n***a
You better call me back
Bye
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Writer: Tyrell Barr
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