[Intro; Young Thug]
Thugga, grindin'
Grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grind
(Yeah)
Thugga, Thugga

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
All my n***as stand up guys, no comedy
For, all these pussy n***as can't take it from me, Diddy
I'm in a, Ferrari horse, no fuckin' Bently
Bitch, I'm a big Dinosaur B in a Benz
I'm Jeff, F means "fuck friends"
Fuck boy's know I'm the fucking mans
Red flag on my chin like a hen
Bird say, "we're to rich to ever rent"
I climb in that pussy, headbutt it and mush it
I come in with cowboy boots on, like I'm Woody
I take that pussy to the head like a goodie
I don't brush my teeth, I keep gum, I got cooties
Every time I see her, I swear I'm a groupie her
I get on her hard and I fuck up the booty
Cum in her booty, she act like she tough and I’m up in the woolies
Shoot at the sky, sike, I’ma shoot at crowd watch the violence
My diamonds are black as the night
If this a race, I’ma win like fight
Get out my face, and my place, and my space
'Fore I aim at your face and make copies, no paste
I pop a E, no -Bay
Then I took off with no trace
Tunechi, tell these pussy n***as that you come here grindin'
Tunechi, tell em that you're grindin'
[Chrous: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Grindin', grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grindin', grindin'

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Lil bitch I'm not done
I am the gun
I might name these rappers pheonix, they my sons
I put that lil hoe on her feet with my tongue
Then it blew over, bomb
All pussy n***as wanna play, when I just made number 1 the other fucking day
I will pull up and gun down the place
If I'm locked up, I still put lungs on plates
I'm the muthafuckin' King, I'm the muthafuckin [?]
Pussy n***a keep calm like I'm humming you away
Even if I was a King, I'll still put it on a boat
I am the new best, n***a please read this like a muthafuckin' quote
I suck on her lipstick, she say that get her wet
I know this lil n***a get the picture Complex
I make her suck that dick until she got no neck
And if she do it right, I give her a froze neck
I use elastic, no Kotex, sike, momma froze that
If that pussy smell good imma save her number under lotus
If you a slime, you don't work, but you still
[Chrous: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Grindin', grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grindin', grind
Grindin', grindin;

[Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan]
Grindin' with your back to the head
Baby let me see you with your legs wide open
Ain't scared of nothin, but I got a hoe that sit down
Cause I heard that the feds eyes on me
Everybody focused
Eyes open, yeah everybody totin'
Serious face, tell me why everybody jokin'
Shoutout my plug, he don't speak no English
But he put a n***a on like lotion
Cause I was ass out, I was broke, they ain't know it
I went to class and had every pair of Jordan's
Bitches bad and it come with endorsement's
I'll kill that lil baby, abortion
A tortoise
It was [?]
And I ain't ever met a muthafucka like this before
The bitch must thinks it's Christmas, tryna kiss me up under that Mistletoe
Big ol' guns, I cannot let you live
She want Quan, I know just how she feel
I say come down, she my pill
I'mma take it, for her
I didn't get rich, for her
Got my own shit, no her
So I don't need shit, from her
Fuck you, you not one of us
I get this money for us
Get your ass hit, make you wanna walk
I'm a old school n***a, I'm Tony Hawk, cause I'm Grindin'
[Chrous: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Grindin', grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grindin', grindin'
Grindin', grindin', grind
Grindin', grindin'