(Let's ride!)
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
This time around I'm in my bag
Ain't calling "no homo" no more
'Cause now I'm in ya ass
Can I get 10 on pump 7?
'Cause y'all getting gassed
Still dropping trash
You litterbug-rappers
Your verse are the worst shit
And ya first shit should've been your last
How you flexing cash?
Ya momma struggle and you on child support
To the fake niggas, how that work?
What, ya online girlfriend told get a flag at Dollar General
Then quit the chess club?
You pull a gun on me?
Damn, I ain't never seen a gun before
I ain't never seen a gun this close
Where you get this from?
I ain't never seen this one before
Ain't got time to talk all my shit but f*ck it
(Ughn!)
Her 'gram too poppin' to trust
My name too heavy to cuff her, I'm serious
I feed my family with this
So don't play with my money this summer, I'm serious
"KG this, oh he that
Now he trippin', oh he fake"
That's some shit they might think!
But it ain't shit they gon' say, dawg
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Did I tell y'all how I'm beefing with the mayor?
I swear this old generation full of haters
I hate when black dudes wanna be white
Then think they're the shit
Looking like shit
Got on cologne
Still smelling like shit
I don't wanna talk
So don't ask me shit
Nigga, you so old
You were at Jesus' baby shower
And the funeral
You so old
When Moses parted the Red Sea
You were out there fishing
Last Supper, you made the biscuits!
Look at these memes these hoes believing
Talmbout "I only like drug dealers"
Well I don't like hoes
So bitch, we even!
(Hold on!)
And can't no motherf*cker tell me shit, nigga!
We ain't here acting like we rich
We tryna get rich nigga
And I'm just speaking facts
Don't mean I'm coming atcha
'Cause I put my fist up
Don't mean I won't Colin Kap a nigga!
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
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(Let's ride!)
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
This time around I'm in my bag
Ain't calling "no homo" no more
'Cause now I'm in ya ass
Can I get 10 on pump 7?
'Cause y'all getting gassed
Still dropping trash
You litterbug-rappers
Your verse are the worst shit
And ya first shit should've been your last
How you flexing cash?
Ya momma struggle and you on child support
To the fake niggas, how that work?
What, ya online girlfriend told get a flag at Dollar General
Then quit the chess club?
You pull a gun on me?
Damn, I ain't never seen a gun before
I ain't never seen a gun this close
Where you get this from?
I ain't never seen this one before
Ain't got time to talk all my shit but f*ck it
(Ughn!)
Her 'gram too poppin' to trust
My name too heavy to cuff her, I'm serious
I feed my family with this
So don't play with my money this summer, I'm serious
"KG this, oh he that
Now he trippin', oh he fake"
That's some shit they might think!
But it ain't shit they gon' say, dawg
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Did I tell y'all how I'm beefing with the mayor?
I swear this old generation full of haters
I hate when black dudes wanna be white
Then think they're the shit
Looking like shit
Got on cologne
Still smelling like shit
I don't wanna talk
So don't ask me shit
Nigga, you so old
You were at Jesus' baby shower
And the funeral
You so old
When Moses parted the Red Sea
You were out there fishing
Last Supper, you made the biscuits!
Look at these memes these hoes believing
Talmbout "I only like drug dealers"
Well I don't like hoes
So bitch, we even!
(Hold on!)
And can't no motherf*cker tell me shit, nigga!
We ain't here acting like we rich
We tryna get rich nigga
And I'm just speaking facts
Don't mean I'm coming atcha
'Cause I put my fist up
Don't mean I won't Colin Kap a nigga!
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
This time around I'm in my bag
Ain't calling "no homo" no more
'Cause now I'm in ya ass
Can I get 10 on pump 7?
'Cause y'all getting gassed
Still dropping trash
You litterbug-rappers
Your verse are the worst shit
And ya first shit should've been your last
How you flexing cash?
Ya momma struggle and you on child support
To the fake niggas, how that work?
What, ya online girlfriend told get a flag at Dollar General
Then quit the chess club?
You pull a gun on me?
Damn, I ain't never seen a gun before
I ain't never seen a gun this close
Where you get this from?
I ain't never seen this one before
Ain't got time to talk all my shit but f*ck it
(Ughn!)
Her 'gram too poppin' to trust
My name too heavy to cuff her, I'm serious
I feed my family with this
So don't play with my money this summer, I'm serious
"KG this, oh he that
Now he trippin', oh he fake"
That's some shit they might think!
But it ain't shit they gon' say, dawg
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Did I tell y'all how I'm beefing with the mayor?
I swear this old generation full of haters
I hate when black dudes wanna be white
Then think they're the shit
Looking like shit
Got on cologne
Still smelling like shit
I don't wanna talk
So don't ask me shit
Nigga, you so old
You were at Jesus' baby shower
And the funeral
You so old
When Moses parted the Red Sea
You were out there fishing
Last Supper, you made the biscuits!
Look at these memes these hoes believing
Talmbout "I only like drug dealers"
Well I don't like hoes
So bitch, we even!
(Hold on!)
And can't no motherf*cker tell me shit, nigga!
We ain't here acting like we rich
We tryna get rich nigga
And I'm just speaking facts
Don't mean I'm coming atcha
'Cause I put my fist up
Don't mean I won't Colin Kap a nigga!
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Always on my grind
Only all the time, cuh
Ladies hit my line
Call her number 9, cuh
Yeah, I know she fine
But we ain't tryna find love
Add it up, then you multiply
Please don't mind us
Writer: KG Madness
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid