Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yo, yo [Verse 1] This is the remix to 2 On and the white bitch I looked to the left and that's another white chick Yeah, so I'm talking bout that white shit That cocaine, yeah I'm talking bout that white brick I started off my day, I jumped into a white whip Was in the kitchen, that's another white whip Woah - pussy tight like a vice grip Bare smiling up the place when I piped it I went and copped the Louis luggage cah I liked it Was gonna cop the Gucci buggy and I hiked it Yeah, I do this shit cause I can blud You niggas would never understand if I don't write it Tell her ucky slowly - make sure you don't bite it Toes up, moonwalk, got me on a Mike tick She turned tables on me, made me do a high kick Fully forward with her head like she was psychic I'm sitting down thinking bout them hard times Them late nights sweating on the hard grind In the hostel hiding that the car's mine Blud I'm due to make a bag before half nine In the morning on the bus I read my star sign In the bookies chopping up on top of car fines Blud you've never had a hard line If I ain't stessing how you rapping bout a hard life? Fam you've never seen a cat take a dark pipe And start jumping off the roofs like The Dark Knight I sent the yute to grab the mini carbine Pissed I never went myself to see it bark right Cah dat would have been an alright Wait for retaliation if you par right Everybody wants to be the smart guy That's why I'm always on my lones like I'm Far Right [Hook] They've got my niggas in the box but there ain't no stopping me Me, no way Because I'm grinding and I'm gonna shine till it's over Oh, yo, oh yeah [Verse 2] I'm sitting down thinking bout them broke times Straight bud, never had a coke grind New school, new phone, they tried to poach mine Had to run that back when I said the phone's mine While I'm getting hot I think it's bro time Moved to my dad's, that shit was a goldmine Keeping all my jewels, I never sold mine Bought a Roley cash and made it back in no time These niggas waiting for a cosign I used to give them in my old life But everybody's got their own mind You feeding your darg don't mean he won't bite The Carti diamonds make you gold blind What gold is that becah it don't shine? I make the money in my own time Cah I don't shot for nobody, got my own line [Hook] They've got my niggas in the box but there ain't no stopping me Me, no way Because I'm grinding and I'm gonna shine till it's over Oh, oh yeah They've got my niggas in the box but there ain't no stopping me Me, no way Because I'm grinding and I'm gonna shine till it's over Oh, oh yeah