GrindHard E
Straight From Cali
[Intro]
What up, BoyScouut?
(BoyScouut buggin')

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]
Plug got me paranoid, he sent the ’bows to me without the tracking
My weed is not Michigan-grown, my shit came straight from Cali
The shit I say is real life, they use my lyrics as a caption
Everything I got on me is designer, don't give a fuck if I ain't matchin’
This n***a said he got 'za, I squeezed the 'bow, why it was harder than [?][0:17]
When he said the price, I should've knew that they was mid and he was cappin'
I ain't gon' lie, I love a bitch with an accent
I love the taste of drank, I pour it up with a passion
Before you pass me a blunt, please ash it
They keep askin' where the drank, it’s gettin’ poured, if I sell it, then I'm taxin’
Shit, I'm comfortable in the hood, that's why I still stay on Mackin
I can still tax with the weed I got without them packs in
Told him I don't sell pills no more, he kept beggin’ me, I gave him Gabapentin
Told him I ain't had no more Addies, I gave his ass some Ritalin
My heart cold, I told my bitch that I ain't got no feelings
Fuckin' up my teeth pourin' the drank, now I got a filling

[Verse 2: ATM Alee]
Fuck around with the green, it got the best of me
Cookin' up some big, big shit, I got the recipe
Two hundred on the dash of the whip, it ain't no catchin' me
Fuck around and snatch quick, don't get next to me
I just made me some money, I'm 'bout to bless the streets
Five-seveN hit a n***a, leave a mess on his wheats
My hands in everything, I had to make some extras off the weed
You ain't heard? I'll buy the 'bows if they extra cheap
I can get 'em sent to you quick for an extra fee
Put some words on a n***a head, get him stretched for free
R.I.P. Dan, free Freakyy T and my brother Ri
Young dog got some new strikers, I'm 'bout to buy his seats
Two Ks in the car on me, I'm slidin' down your street
Hang a n***a upside down, ziptied by his feet
When this shit get hot, who gon' ride for me?
Bitch talkin' 'bout she love me, bitch, go do the time for me
I'm feelin' like Durk, bitch, I'm signed to the streets
N***a better come and get a verse, my price gettin' steep
You can see the plain jane on my wrist when I roll up my sleeve
Bitch suckin' dick too good, she done made me pee
What the fuck is you drinkin' in that cup? It done stained your teeth
Bitch thought I was sleepin' in a bed with stains on the sheets
Fell in love with a dirty-ass n***a, he got stanky feet
I can make twenty thousand in three days, I don't need no week
He tried to run off with a bag like he don't need his feet
Fuck goin' to get a room, the crib got a jacuzzi suite
Drink the purple for the taste, the green put me straight to sleep
Fuck a n***a bitch and don't answer, make her hate me
I know a bitch'd spend her last on an eighthy
I'm tryna fuck you and your friend, I'm playin' crazy
Military-minded, move like the Navy
(BoyScouut buggin')