Intro – Lil Wayne
And we gone grind
I say we gone grind
I say we gone grind X2
Im grinding yall
Verse 1 – Birdman
Fuck it we going to get it homie
Pop it and split it homie, live it and hustle homie
Grind till we billions homie, more money, new lens
More money, new Benz, more money, two twins
What we toting homie?
Got it from the bottom, raised to the top with it, hundred mill rock with it
Hundred mill drop with it, got the Benz and the Phantom like way back
Forty, fifty cars in my hood, bitch touch that
Play the model nigga, drinking out the bottle with it, on the island with it
Money and power with it, watch the little nigga jam on you bitches
While Ill be sitting on the island, nigga fucking these bitches
More hundred
Chorus – Lil Wayne X4
And we gone grind
I say we gone grind
I say we gone grind
Verse 2 – Brisco
Same clothes three days, watch me get my grind on
My auntie say I smoke too much, thats why a nigga mind gone
Cant stop hustling, I get it from my dad, all I know is box, Cuban stamps, and Ziploc bags
Rental cars tinted out, time to hit the interstate
Got a fetish for Ferraris and bad bitches I can renovate
I aint talking penny weight, Im talking big money
Im talking breaking it down, to the last onion
Poppy know my forte, I get them and drop
And if they rolling up the rug, we shake them down and re-rock them
I got to get it, its all about a dollar, I do it every day so Im living blue collar
Chorus
Verse 3 – Birdman
Shit, see I came across the state lines, know I had to get mines
Hundred mill was the ticket, for a straight grind
Know I had to get back where I started, had to get back what I lost, new fleet that I ordered
Got more chips, flipping out the other licks
Bad for the birds homie, born hood rich
Came from the rockets straight to the topics
Thats how we getting it, big money wont stop it
More hundred
Chorus