Grind On lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


Intro : Bloody Jay

Mitch that’s another one
It’s the muthaf*ckin blooood!
All bangers now
Don’t do that
The notorious, know what I’m sayin
We Real Forever

Hook / Chorus : Bloody Jay

Sitting off in the trap with your scale on n*ggas
Thought he was a killer didn’t know he was gon tell on n*ggas
Get your grind on, young n*gga get your grind on
Gotta feed your lil ones, gotta feed the fam
So you gotta bust a jug a n*gga might get blammed

Get your grind on, young n*gga get your grind on


Verse 1: Bloody Jay

We out here on a daily, ain’t no questions asked
If I catch him down bad then I guess thats your ass
Cause that pressure be a muhf*cka, and if a n*gga buck the jack then I gotta bust em
Cause its rules to this sh*t, we got these tools cause we using this sh*t
Cause that broke sh*t won’t cut it, I gotta hit the jeweler and get my rings and watch flooded
sh*t brazy out here you gotta stay focused, so I keep one in the head
And I stay smoking
Cause n*ggas ain't playa, and they need coaching
So long as I get them racks in, then we gon win

Hook / Chorus : Bloody Jay

Sitting off in the trap with your scale on n*ggas
Thought he was a killer didn’t know he was gon tell on n*ggas
Get your grind on, young n*gga get your grind on
Gotta feed your lil ones, gotta feed the fam
So you gotta bust a jug a n*gga might get blammed

Get your grind on, young n*gga get your grind on

Verse 2: Bloody Jay

n*ggas grinding up them racks but I keep my eyes open for the beef
And if sh*t hit the fan I pray they keep it in these streets
Cause we gon put them packs down and pick them macs up
AR 15 hit hard like a Mack truck
A lot of n*ggas can’t handle the pressure
And n*ggas get to talk to when they pull out them stretchers
I be damned if they stretch us
I’m a pull out them clips them shell catchers
But I try to stay off the dumb sh*t and get the money
But I’d damned if I let a n*gga take some from me
It’s not in me not on my watch I’m a pull up with them shotgun shells c*cked

Hook / Chorus : Bloody Jay

Sitting off in the trap with your scale on n*ggas
Thought he was a killer didn’t know he was gon tell on n*ggas
Get your grind on, young n*gga get your grind on
Gotta feed your lil ones, gotta feed the fam
So you gotta bust a jug a n*gga might get blammed

Get your grind on, young n*gga get your grind on

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