[Intro: Jenn Carter]
MC, make another hit
Grrah
Grrah
Project-Project X-X-X
Grrah
[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
She like pass another drink (Damn)
I-I, can't even think (Grah)
She shake her butt and toot her thang, and it's in sync (And it's in sync)
Like, I pop a broom 'til I can't blink (Grah, Grah)
I tote my rocket inside my pocket, shake the room (Shake the what? Damn)
Like, I was poppin', if he want smoke, told brodie boom (Brodie boom, boom, boom)
I'm bussin', this shit leveling my mood (Grah, Grah)
Drip disrespectful like, I was wearing Rhude (Grah, Grah)
[Verse: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, let's go to the moon
I'm bussin', this shit leveling my thoughts
She got little titties, but the booty pretty soft
Remind me how the pussy felt, think I forgot
Boss, who-who that wit' the wagon
Couple baddies, on bro I'ma bag 'em
Back bone body, I'm tryna grab it (Grab it!)
Pop a broom, it's becoming a habit
She tryna fuck on a rapper (Like what)
Ass fat, I'm tryna tap it
I fell in love wit' a bad bitch (Bitch)
Like what? Lean in my cup
Wo-Wocky', fuck I'm stuck
Big body, park that truck
Big body, park that truck
Jenn roll me a blunt, Jah pass me a 30
Like, let's party, no worries (Worries)
Let's party, no worries (Worries)
Every night tryna get to my goal
Cannot dwell on the shit that I cannot control (Bitch)
Bro just got off parole, life not fair, but I'm playing my role
Can't be happy, my niggas ain't straight, like, 'cause I know how it feels to be cold
Bro walk wit' the stick like he old
Go through the most, don't nobody know
MC, make another hit
Grrah
Grrah
Project-Project X-X-X
Grrah
[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
She like pass another drink (Damn)
I-I, can't even think (Grah)
She shake her butt and toot her thang, and it's in sync (And it's in sync)
Like, I pop a broom 'til I can't blink (Grah, Grah)
I tote my rocket inside my pocket, shake the room (Shake the what? Damn)
Like, I was poppin', if he want smoke, told brodie boom (Brodie boom, boom, boom)
I'm bussin', this shit leveling my mood (Grah, Grah)
Drip disrespectful like, I was wearing Rhude (Grah, Grah)
[Verse: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, let's go to the moon
I'm bussin', this shit leveling my thoughts
She got little titties, but the booty pretty soft
Remind me how the pussy felt, think I forgot
Boss, who-who that wit' the wagon
Couple baddies, on bro I'ma bag 'em
Back bone body, I'm tryna grab it (Grab it!)
Pop a broom, it's becoming a habit
She tryna fuck on a rapper (Like what)
Ass fat, I'm tryna tap it
I fell in love wit' a bad bitch (Bitch)
Like what? Lean in my cup
Wo-Wocky', fuck I'm stuck
Big body, park that truck
Big body, park that truck
Jenn roll me a blunt, Jah pass me a 30
Like, let's party, no worries (Worries)
Let's party, no worries (Worries)
Every night tryna get to my goal
Cannot dwell on the shit that I cannot control (Bitch)
Bro just got off parole, life not fair, but I'm playing my role
Can't be happy, my niggas ain't straight, like, 'cause I know how it feels to be cold
Bro walk wit' the stick like he old
Go through the most, don't nobody know
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