[Intro]
(Bow!)
-ed up on the block like a streetlight (Yeah, we bow!)
We posted up on the block like a streetlight (Yeah, we bow!)
We posted up on the block like a streetlight (Yeah, we bow!)
We posted up on the block like a streetlight (Yeah, we bow!)
We posted up on the block like a streetlight (Yeah, we)
Baby, lord, I can’t stand it no more (Nah, ooh)
But you’re my baby, my baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Got me standing on the top, of the window
Got me standing on the top, of the window
(Got me standing on the top, of the window)

[Verse 1]
Yuh, ayy
How do you reciprocate?
Got no arms in my body, got no piеce of taste
They say, uh, my passion is passionatе, that’s a piece of cake
I never gave a sh** what any hater say, any day is my fly day
Any day is my Friday, make a lot of sauce with the fry shade
(But you’re my baby, my baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh!)
And I don’t give a f*** what you all say, imma make it either way
Y’all don’t give a sh**, anything that I make, but I’m still making all of this
From the top of my mind, and I know I’m on that grind, and I’m going off with my spine
Breaking my spine, it feels like it
My posture’s bad cause I, feel like it
Yuh, making songs everyday, day
You already know that I just ate, motherf***er
(Bow!)
We posted up on the block like a streetlight (Yeah, we)
[Verse 2]
Damn!
When did I mention that people said that this was my downfall? but I’m coming up and they already know it’s hard
Got 1K videos, sh**, probably more than that
Bring the flow back, I got lots of views
Like 1K, all on my recent videos, working on my edits
You already know that I don’t play with y’all folks, you already know that I don’t give a f***
0 given motherf***in' f***s, always working on my grind, never give up
This is Grill Z, what you expect? what you want, son?
I’ve been working everyday for the outcome, I’ve been working motherf***er
Working everyday, really hard to say it
Always hate my flow cause it feels like sh**, got my Rollie chain, got all my stuff
Got my (My baby)
Damn, maybe I should-
Maybe I should call you a “L”, cause you just called on my downfall
But you know that I don’t give a damn, oh
What the hell you talking, talking to my kinfolk? bitch

[Outro]
Baby, lord, I can’t stand it no more (Nah, ooh)
But you’re my baby, my baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh!