Rich On Grape Street 03 Greedo

[Intro]
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Wock' stains on my Margiela
Woah, woah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich, now all y’all jealous
Jealousy
Jealousy
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street, yeah

[Verse 1]
Uh, made it out the bricks
Ridin' with my niggas and we ridin' with them sticks
Why you keep callin' me gang when you know you in a clique?
We might spray you with the click 'cause we know you been a bitch, yeah
Jordan Downs Projects, bitch, we call it Murderfield
Bulletproof the Aston, put me in a turtle shell
Head was on the glass and now my knees on the steering wheel
Spray you with thе Uzi like my lil' brother Jheri curl
Ain't nеver go to trial, I ain't goin' like Leslie
All my bitches go to college, ain't nobody finna test me
I got all the flavors, spilled a deuce inside the backseat
How they call me Greedy? When I eat it, it get messy
Soon as they released me, I ran to California
I want all the smoke and they got legal marijuana
Sold-out shows, it's another purple summer
Yep, I need a refill, Awful Lot of Drummers
Syrup and the Percs in the pockets in the merch
Draco on the chain, probably get a nigga murked
Drummer on the chain, make the micro chopper squirt
All my rocks look like a lot of work, yeah