Letra de Grenade - NoCap

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Daytrip took it to 10

(Ayy)

Hey

That bitch, she know I'm the bomb, I might have a son and I'ma name him grenade

Told 'em I was being framed, they didn't respond, now I'm in the back of the Wraith

Smoke gelato, forty-one, I cough up my lungs, I gotta get high everyday

Ain't the type to lose, ain't talkin' 'bout keyboard, I need to go back outer space

Spend a thousand on Balenci' Track runners, watch how I walk in this bitch

See somethin' I want and I fly her in, and don't even talk to the bitch

Cost a pair of Amiris to make them youngins spin, I'm bettin' my pockets on this

And my music seen and never topped the list, bet every hood gon' hear it

Dirty money, tried to clean it, but that Lysol ain't work

I was posted in them trenches while my grandma was at church

Told me what happened to Slim, I feel like no one had deserved

But since they did that shit to you, I feel like everybody do

They keep dissing Fred and ain't put in no work

I'm still tryna see what the lil' nigga worth

Like fuck all the traffic, get put on the shelf

It don't happen soon, I'ma do it myself

My diamonds they cold like ice cream, remember back then they told me my dreams would melt

Niggas ain't playin' they part, 'fore I go back to jail, I'ma catch him and aim at his hair

Throw me in the jungle, don't worry, you need to be scared for the lions, and tigers and bears

Don't do no leg shots, I drop fourteen racks in Seattle like DK Metcalf

That shit you flexin' with, I spend that shit in three days

Wanna be rich like Russell, mama said, "You will son, one day"

That bitch, she know I'm the bomb, I might have a son and I'ma name him grenade

Told 'em I was being framed, they didn't respond, now I'm in the back of the Wraith

Smoke gelato, forty-one, I cough up my lungs, I gotta get high everyday

Ain't the type to lose, ain't talkin' 'bout keyboard, I need to go back outer space

Spend a thousand on Balenci' Track runners, watch how I walk in this bitch

See somethin' I want and I fly her in, and don't even talk to the bitch

Cost a pair of Amiris to make them youngins spin, I'm bettin' my pockets on this

And my music seen and never topped the list, bet every hood gon' hear it

Dirty money, tried to clean it, but that Lysol ain't work

I was posted in them trenches while my grandma was at church

Told me what happened to Slim, I feel like no one had deserved

But since they did that shit to you, I feel like everybody do

My diamonds they cold like ice cream, remember back then they told me my dreams would melt

Niggas ain't playin' they part, 'fore I go back to jail, I'ma catch him and aim at his hair

Throw me in the jungle, don't worry, you need to be scared for the lions, and tigers and bears

Don't do no leg shots, I drop fourteen racks in Seattle like DK Metcalf

That shit you flexin' with, I spend that shit in three days

Wanna be rich like Russell, mama said, "You will son, one day"

That bitch, she know I'm the bomb, I might have a son and I'ma name him grenade

Told 'em I was being framed, they didn't respond, now I'm in the back of the Wraith

Smoke gelato, forty-one, I cough up my lungs, I gotta get high everyday

Ain't the type to lose, ain't talkin' 'bout keyboard, I need to go back outer space

Spend a thousand on Balenciaga Track runners, watch how I walk in this bitch

See somemthin' I want and I fly her in, and don't even talk to the bitch

Cost a pair of Amiris to make them youngins spin, I'm bettin' my pockets on this

And my music seen and never topped the list, bet every hood gon' hear it

Daytrip took it to 10

Hey

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