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Grimeyy Video (MV)




Performed By: Keanan Waveyy
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: KEANAN ROBERT DAVIS JR




Keanan Waveyy - Grimeyy Lyrics




Do you grimy
Thats on my mommy
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me

Cain Slangin (Cain) Haters Plotting
Leave yo brain hangin (Boom)
Couple hittas wit me
Couple homies Gang bangin
Dead dreams living in these streets
I swear the game changing
Get caught that boy a bitch he snitching got yo name ringing
Rat a lot of people ain't gon' have yo back
I said f*** them other n***** gotta go and get them racks
So i'm workin i'm flipping
I'm focused i'm on a mission
Ballin i feel like pippen
Them haters tryin catch me slippin
But you kno i aint lackin
Them rugers will get to clappin
Its F*ck the drama tho
Im worrried bout dis money i'm stackin
I remember i was broke
I had no car or no clothes
But now i got it all these niggas started calling me bro
All y'all frauds get exposed
Yall really think i aint peep
Robbed ya homie for da work i swear y'all niggas is weak
Really grimey So fake i swear i keep it so real
For real gotta watch yo back you f*ck around and get drilled
Do you grimy
Thats on my mommy
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me

Chasing that guala
I can tell cause you flexing
On social media
Where niggas go to jail for finessing
Trynna teach u a lesson
Im still alive its a blessing
This Cmd Im from Jersey B**** you know what i'm repping
In da hood where its cold a lot of
Bodies be dropping
Sometimes i gotta bring da strap the ops a lot of em watching
Some use to be cool
Use to dap em in school
They started switching up
Im guessing that they think i'm a fool
I aint never been no dumby gotta stay on point
They want i what i got
I lay low facing a joint
Faded wonder why they call me waveyy
Im feeling crazy
I member when they tried to play me
All y'all fraud get exposed
Y'all really think i ain't peep
You Robbed ya homie for da work i swear y'all niggas is weak
Really grimy So fake i swear i keep it so real
Forreal gotta watch yo back you f*** around and get drilled

For a couple dollars somebody a do ya grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
Ion trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't trippin cause ma brothas right behind me
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Do you grimy
Thats on my mommy
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me

Cain Slangin (Cain) Haters Plotting
Leave yo brain hangin (Boom)
Couple hittas wit me
Couple homies Gang bangin
Dead dreams living in these streets
I swear the game changing
Get caught that boy a bitch he snitching got yo name ringing
Rat a lot of people ain't gon' have yo back
I said f*** them other n***** gotta go and get them racks
So i'm workin i'm flipping
I'm focused i'm on a mission
Ballin i feel like pippen
Them haters tryin catch me slippin
But you kno i aint lackin
Them rugers will get to clappin
Its F*ck the drama tho
Im worrried bout dis money i'm stackin
I remember i was broke
I had no car or no clothes
But now i got it all these niggas started calling me bro
All y'all frauds get exposed
Yall really think i aint peep
Robbed ya homie for da work i swear y'all niggas is weak
Really grimey So fake i swear i keep it so real
For real gotta watch yo back you f*ck around and get drilled
Do you grimy
Thats on my mommy
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me
For a couple dollars somebody'll do you grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
I don't trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't tripping cause ma brothers right behind me

Chasing that guala
I can tell cause you flexing
On social media
Where niggas go to jail for finessing
Trynna teach u a lesson
Im still alive its a blessing
This Cmd Im from Jersey B**** you know what i'm repping
In da hood where its cold a lot of
Bodies be dropping
Sometimes i gotta bring da strap the ops a lot of em watching
Some use to be cool
Use to dap em in school
They started switching up
Im guessing that they think i'm a fool
I aint never been no dumby gotta stay on point
They want i what i got
I lay low facing a joint
Faded wonder why they call me waveyy
Im feeling crazy
I member when they tried to play me
All y'all fraud get exposed
Y'all really think i ain't peep
You Robbed ya homie for da work i swear y'all niggas is weak
Really grimy So fake i swear i keep it so real
Forreal gotta watch yo back you f*** around and get drilled

For a couple dollars somebody a do ya grimy
In Camden where them goons catching homi's
Ion trust nobody i swear and thats on ma mommy
I ain't trippin cause ma brothas right behind me
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Writer: KEANAN ROBERT DAVIS JR
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