Grimeyman aka dc - Rewind Lyrics

You heard the news hi
Make em think twice rewind
No We anit scared we gone slide
You anit scared you gone die
Make you knod off like you high
In the kitchen i am cooking a pie
You can not hang wit the guys
And me I'll never pick sides
I like to move when I grind
Try flex and ya head gone get popped
I Run it big I anit ready to die
Snatch his soul and take his supply
In they voice I can tell they get high
For a fact they gone tell on the guys
An I know for a fact that they five
Just know it's a fact that I ride
Green dot
I kill ya man's wit the dreadlocks
I shoot this bitch make ya head rock
I'll leave ya slump in the side lot
An My song make ya head knod
Ima push this car to the red line
Bro get hit Make em stop red sign
I'm on my own but I keep a big stock
Yeah
Floating High off the flame an its potent
Big heart and big drugs I be toting
Come quick and ya family be hopeing
Hollow tip in his mouth and brains open
Want smoke and we gonna smoke em
He anit joking can't breath in motion
Ill tell gang toast em an smoke gone choke em
Gang
Cookies I'm smoking flame yeah its cookies
I'm in the stu and you know I'm cooking
And No I don't hang wit no rookies
An no I don't hang with no rookies
Gang
And no I don't hang wit no rookies
You heard the news hi
Make em think twice rewind
We anit scared so we slide
You anit scared but ya die
Make you know off like you high
I be in the kitchen cooking a pie
You can not hang wit the guys
An me I'll never pick sides
I like to move when I grind
Try flex and ya head gone get popped
I Run it big I anit ready to die
Snatch his soul and take his supply
In they voice I can tell they get high
For a fact they gone tell on the guys
An I know for a fact that they give
Just know it's a fact that ride
Wrist watch
I whip that work til my wrist lock
All these crimes got my street hot
Beam on his head be a red dot
I cook the coke til the stove pop
Braking it down on the stove top
He turned snitch cause he fed up
Bang bang bang bang pick that man up
Gang
I anit ya slime or ya brodie
I fronted to much now You owe me
Got that Montana we call em Tony
He losing weight now and he fony
An All You bros sweets some jam
Against me no gun you stuck in a jam
I Do it once an I do it again
Pop it once I'm gonna win
Boom
You heard the news hi
Make em think twice rewind
We anit scared so we slide
You anit scared but ya die
Make you knod off like you high
In the kitchen cooking a pie
You can not hang wit the guys
And me I'll never pick sides
I like to move when I grind
Try flex and ya head gone get popped
I Run it big I anit ready to die
Snatch his soul and take his supply
In they voice I can tell they get high
For a fact he gone tell on the guys
An I know for a fact that they five
Just know it's a fact that ride
Gang