Grandparents Lil Keed

[Intro]
Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood
You know what I'm sayin'?

[Chorus]
I ain't sparin' none of these people
I'll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum, rockin' out like the Beatles
You ain't takin' losses, I ain't takin' none either
Pretty lil' bitch, yeah, I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left, pour it in a two-liter
Yeah, I hit a lick, just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah, this ho suck the drip up, mosquito
And I'm stuffin' all these bands in my pants, man
Yeah, this money growin' old like grandparents
Outside white, but the inside cranberry (Hey)
I'll make a way, no Harriet Tubman (Hey)
I ain't doin' favors for a motherfuckin' lame

[Verse 1]
Presidential Rollie, yeah, I had to rock it plain
Yeah, I went Panamera roof on the whip
To make sure I see the stars in the rain
You can do what you do, but you know you can't tame me
It get aired out broad day, but you know they ain't tellin' names, man
Yeah, when the pressure on, send them young niggas chop it down every day, man
I wan' see somebody head on the curtain
I wan' see somebody dead in they vert
Hit the Aventador with them 7.62s, can't go nowhere
Yeah, please stop playin' with Keed, just know that I go there
I seen a lot of shit niggas ain't never seen, they'll never go there
You can fuck my baby mama, I ain't trippin', I never put a ring on her
Yeah, when I take off and depart, I'm goin' where my dreams at, yeah
I never speak on what I know, nigga, 'cause I'm real, yeah, yeah
Yeah, all-gold Bentley truck, never drive the army Range, no