I got what you need and I got it for the low
I heard you paying five hell I got them for the four
You ain't got to make that drive hell I'll meet you at the store
Look on the back seat and you'll see it on the floor
I grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
I got what you need baby I got it I got it I got it I got it
Now I'm selling music hell I use to slang that dope back in 05 I had my friend girl holding Os
Bought my first pistol had to hide it from my folks
If my mama find it she gone kick me out the door
Cause I was serving trees baby quarter keys baby cut it to it bleed baby now we eating
Like the mule made it cross seas baby I can't sleep baby a lot mouths to feed baby
That's on me baby
I got what you need and I got it for the low
I heard you paying five hell I got them for the four
You ain't got to make that drive hell I'll meet you at the store
Look on the back seat and you'll see it on the floor
I grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
I got what you need baby I got it I got it I got it I got it
By any means gotta get to the bread most of my nighas that taught me are dead
Never been caught never been to the feds cut off the snakes and I kept all the heads
Boy these nighas got me twisted like dreads pull up on them and I leave with a check
Ion believe in leaving breathe in a snitch keep a nigha that be carrying out hits
He swear up and down he got deals I got better deals I take some profit and pay the bills
Been in this water I grew some gills remember shipping them thangs in a bonnieville
Use to pick up them hoes and bring them to the Ville
Told her don't tell them who brought you here
Me and my amigo we splitting c notes we cross the border to get a beer
We prostituting that mary jane I shoot you up nigha bang bang
He put a tax on the front so you can't make money yo plug is a lame lame
I went from a half to a whole thang back when nighas rocking Balmains
Whipping hard out of soft mane hit me up I'm just a call mane
I got what you need and I got it for the low
I heard you paying five hell I got them for the four
You ain't got to make that drive hell I'll meet you at the store
Look on the back seat and you'll see it on the floor
I grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
I got what you need baby I got it I got it I got it I got it