Gross

Lyrics

[Chorus] My shorties got gross out the zip lock Hoe brought 6 racks, shit hot AP, Franck Muller, which yo watch? We trappin' out the top floor, we got new Glocks We bought a bottle of water with a new view Jetskiing on the water then I hopped in the Benz coupe Almost shot up a fans group Don't run up on me wrong 'cause we will shoot [Verse] I be with some villans, me and my troops, I'm ridin' in some shit that look like some soup Don't get cut off, we end our loop, man, lil bro ball and told me to hoop I was on the block makin' 50 thousands on the stu', don't ride on this block if you don't wanna get scoom'd I walk in Neiman Marcus just buyin' shit, I ain't changin' on, I'm just buy it And I'ma smoke up in this room, bitches find me, don't remind me I know I'm smokin' gross, it's the finest, broke ass security guard at my door whinin' It's time to hit Philly, I'm finna hit shine shit, spent a 100K in one hour, damn time quick You need to get your diamonds check 'cause mine's hittin', mine's pissin', nigga, mine's shittin' Finna take a flight to Florida, my time different and we movin' Muller time, mine with me Tourin' right now, 'bout to pick up 5 millies, Moncler outside 'cause now it's chilly Mansion gate plus the basket ball court high ceilings, Lakers court side when I'm chillin' Round table with the bosses and you know we talking millions, my shorties say dubbin' out the fuckin' Hilton [Chorus] My shorties got gross out the zip lock Hoe brought 6 racks, shit hot AP, Franck Muller, which yo watch? We trappin' out the top floor, we got new Glocks We bought a bottle of water with a new view Jetskiing on the water then I hopped in the Benz coupe Almost shot up a fans group Don't run up on me wrong 'cause we will shoot