YaeDay & Lani Mack - All These Grams (feat. Wave) Lyrics

36 circles that's gon make a square
36 circles that's gon make a square
36 circles it ain't fair
All these bands I got
All these grams I got
All these grams I got
Cuz all these bands I got
All these bands I got
All these bands I got
All these bands I got
Cuz all these grams I got
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
When I copped the shit it was still soft
36 make a birdy flip
Bring back ya block curb services
Merchandise wanna purchase it
No refunds sales permanent
Specialize when the drought hit
You can call me for emergencies
Serve it to you with some servitude
She jumpin out the pot she got vertical
Wooo
You say you got bands never heard of you
You say you got drugs never heard of you
It's just business it ain't personal
When we hit that lick and take yo shit glad we ain't murder you
On another note gotta keep this flow cuz I work to do
Move it round the clock that straight drop that convertible
Shooters like the magic in 09
Stoyah and Turkoglu
I observe the streets and my mistakes that's what I learned to do with
All these bands I got
All these grams I got
All these grams I got
Cuz all these bands I got
All these bands I got
All these bands I got
All these bands I got
Cuz all these grams I got
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
When I copped the shit it was still soft
All these grams I got
Whip it to lamb
All these grams I got
Equal rubber bands
Got that shit on comeback
Whip that shit it come back
Extendo for that combat
Blind that bitch need contacts
You know he got that glow vvs cant match my shine
I was on them keys just like ray up in his prime
They swore that love blind till seen them dollar signs
Young Jordan get u aired
All designer wear
I cop everything in pairs
Used to sell them squares we can call them hoes veneers
Never had no heart tell me why the f*ck I care
Lost my pops when I was young I learned that life it wasn't fair
All I want to do is smoke and live it up
All these bands I got
All these grams I got
All these grams I got
Cuz all these bands I got
All these bands I got
All these bands I got
All these bands I got
Cuz all these grams I got
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
I'm tryna get me a brick off
I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard I'm gonna whip it till the brick hard
When I copped the shit it was still soft
Extras jumpin out the pot
I got bands they in knots
I got grams they in pots
Hunnit bands that's the plot
Watch ya mans heard he hot
Took the stand he gon cop whoa
That's a no no
Talkin to the Po Po
Plus they lit on go go
Hold up I say cooler
Them vss's shining nigga you can ask my jeweler
Run off wit that pack n I finessed em wit maneuvers
I got them grands off them grams
Call them plays just like I'm Shula
All these grams I got
All these grams I got
All these grams I got
All these grams I got