[ Featuring DC The Don ]
Grind mode
Uh oh
Oh no
They know (grind mode)
Move fast
Too slow
Unload (grind mode)
Get to the bag, get to the paper
Get to the money (grind mode)
Get to the cash, you'll see her later
Come in and run it (Grind mode)
I get the bag, I get the paper
I get the money (grind mode)
I know that she fine, but a dollar worth more than a dime
I'm in (grind mode)
2018 comin' with the flame
You know we startin' it right
Brodie is pumpin' the beat
B Jones is picking it up and giving it life
KP is up on the feat
DC en route, yeah
Team synchronized
Bringin' the crowd to they feet
Should be on their knees
Why, we blessin' the mic
You see me shinin' at night
Diamonds too bright
Lookin' like Sunny Delight
You know I PJ the flight
Might take off tonight
Check if the temperature right
We might just land in Dubai
Look to the sky
Damn, all my beats fly
Takin' my piece of the pie
Don't look surprised
All of my bank accounts ripe
Lookin' at shorty she fine (shorty she fine)
Yeah she a dime
But I can't pay her no mind (can't pay her no mind)
Too focused on grind
No I can't give her my time (can't give her my time)
Tell her to wait in the line
Not of my prime but I shine, Optimus Prime
Tell 'em to all get behind
Uh oh
Oh no
They know (it's grind mode)
Move fast
Too slow
Unload (it's grind mode)
Get to the bag, get to the paper
Get to the money (grind mode)
Get to the cash, you'll see her later
Come in and run it (Grind mode)
I get the bag, I get the paper
I get the money (grind mode)
I know that she fine, but a dollar worth more than a dime
I'm in (grind mode)
Yeah, yeah
I gotta go get a bag
I need my loot off the cash
Hop out there, let's get a Jag
Runnin' man, run it up fast
Chop it up, stomp on the gas
Already top of my class
You won, but that's in the past
I get the beat then I spazz
Part of my swag
Yeah, check up the stats
I turn it up to the max
Countin' my racks, yeah
Turn 'em to ash
Weasels stealin' our stash, yeah
Really, I don't know the half
ChiMo was really a draft
I worked on my craft
This time, man I blew up this track
Pop out the pop up, you st-st-st-stutterin'
Bake up the bake, or the r-r-r-rubber band
You still below me, you turn to a under man
Me and Zo silent, we had the world wonderin'
Z-O-2, DC, yeah
Back again, don't leave
Stack it up, I need the green
I'm grindin' I got somethin' point at you and I believe like
Uh oh
Oh no
They know (it's grind mode)
Move fast
Too slow
Unload (it's grind mode)
Get to the bag, get to the paper
Get to the money (grind mode)
Get to the cash, you'll see her later
Come in and run it (Grind mode)
I get the bag, I get the paper
I get the money (grind mode)
I know that she fine, but a dollar worth more than a dime
I'm in (grind mode)
