Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
I'm on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
One room, Fo' bottles three bitches
Told her put them heels on
Or get the f*ck up out my kitchen
F*ck her real good
She gon do all of the dishes
Praying on my downfall
They wanna catch a nigga slipping
My shoes ain't got no laces
You won't see a nigga tripping
They blow my phone up
Yea they see a nigga vision
If that ass sitting right
She gone get all of this pimping
Get her ass a Uber
Send her straight to all my niggas
First I got the Rollie
Then I went and got Patek
They ain't got no option
Make em give you yo respect
You niggas dive in
First you gotta get it wet
First I quit my job
Then I went and got a check
Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
I'm on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
They tried to hold a nigga back
They ain't want us to get
No suit no tie
We started handling business
Now we marble all the floors
And coffer the ceilings
First we had a stash box
Now we handling millions
Shid we slide thru the cut
We in that double R
In no astronomer baby girl
But you're a star
She said I know you a grown man
But "you that boy"
She say they coming with heat too
But you do it more
They dancing, yea they dancing
You see em glisten
They capping yea they capping
I know it's rented
We stacking, yea we stacking
You niggas spend it
She clapping yea she clapping
She bout her business
Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
Im on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
The Real Bril - Grown Folk Shit Lyrics
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Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
I'm on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
One room, Fo' bottles three bitches
Told her put them heels on
Or get the f*ck up out my kitchen
F*ck her real good
She gon do all of the dishes
Praying on my downfall
They wanna catch a nigga slipping
My shoes ain't got no laces
You won't see a nigga tripping
They blow my phone up
Yea they see a nigga vision
If that ass sitting right
She gone get all of this pimping
Get her ass a Uber
Send her straight to all my niggas
First I got the Rollie
Then I went and got Patek
They ain't got no option
Make em give you yo respect
You niggas dive in
First you gotta get it wet
First I quit my job
Then I went and got a check
Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
I'm on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
They tried to hold a nigga back
They ain't want us to get
No suit no tie
We started handling business
Now we marble all the floors
And coffer the ceilings
First we had a stash box
Now we handling millions
Shid we slide thru the cut
We in that double R
In no astronomer baby girl
But you're a star
She said I know you a grown man
But "you that boy"
She say they coming with heat too
But you do it more
They dancing, yea they dancing
You see em glisten
They capping yea they capping
I know it's rented
We stacking, yea we stacking
You niggas spend it
She clapping yea she clapping
She bout her business
Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
Im on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
I'm on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
One room, Fo' bottles three bitches
Told her put them heels on
Or get the f*ck up out my kitchen
F*ck her real good
She gon do all of the dishes
Praying on my downfall
They wanna catch a nigga slipping
My shoes ain't got no laces
You won't see a nigga tripping
They blow my phone up
Yea they see a nigga vision
If that ass sitting right
She gone get all of this pimping
Get her ass a Uber
Send her straight to all my niggas
First I got the Rollie
Then I went and got Patek
They ain't got no option
Make em give you yo respect
You niggas dive in
First you gotta get it wet
First I quit my job
Then I went and got a check
Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
I'm on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
They tried to hold a nigga back
They ain't want us to get
No suit no tie
We started handling business
Now we marble all the floors
And coffer the ceilings
First we had a stash box
Now we handling millions
Shid we slide thru the cut
We in that double R
In no astronomer baby girl
But you're a star
She said I know you a grown man
But "you that boy"
She say they coming with heat too
But you do it more
They dancing, yea they dancing
You see em glisten
They capping yea they capping
I know it's rented
We stacking, yea we stacking
You niggas spend it
She clapping yea she clapping
She bout her business
Grown folk shit, hell yea
This for Big Boys
New money
You ain't got these, this a bitcoin
We don't play nigga
Hell yea we got big toys
I'mma fold her ass in half
She a flip phone
Dashing on a nigga in 911
First you feel a nigga out
Then you apply the pressure
Im on the dance flow
But I still buy a section
I ain't never home shid
But I'm forever repping
Writer: Jabril Whitmore
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