(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wock stains on my Margiela
Yeah, yeah
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich now all y'all jealous
Jealousy, jealousy
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
Uh, made it out the bricks
Ridin' with my niggas and we ridin' with them sticks
Why you keep calling me gang when you know you in a clique?
We must spray you with the click 'cause we know you been a bitch (yeah)
Downtown projects, bitch, we call it Murderville
Bulletproof the Aston, put me in a turtle shell
Emeralds on the glass and now my knees on the steering wheel
Spray you with the Uzi like my lil' brother Jerry Curl
Ain't never go to trial, ain't going out like Leslie
All my bitches go to college, ain't nobody finna test me
I got all the flavors, smell the deuce inside the backseat
All of them call me Greedy, when I eat it and get messy
Soon as they released me, I ran to California
I want all the smoke and they got legal marijuana
Sold-out shows, it's another Purple Summer
Drum I need a re-fill, Awful Lot of Drummers
Syrup and the Percs in the pockets in the merch
Draco on the chain probably get a nigga murked
Drummer on the chain make the micro chopper squirt
All white rocks, yeah, like a lot of work, yeah
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich now all y'all jealous
Jealousy, jealousy
Shit don't phase me
All that shit don't phase me
All that shit don't phase me
Yeah, a nigga got famous
All that shit don't phase me
'Cause I'm rich and famous
And I'm still gang-banging
I got rich on Grape Street
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You should let a real nigga beat that thang down
I'm a beast on these beats that I banged out
Ooh, got too rich for the handouts
Ooh, rest in peace PNB
I'ma stay with 03
Bitch I'm big Grape Street
I'm a beast on these beats that I banged out, ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All that shit don't phase me
Now I'm rich and famous
I got rich on Grape Street
Oh, G, yeah
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(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wock stains on my Margiela
Yeah, yeah
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich now all y'all jealous
Jealousy, jealousy
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
Uh, made it out the bricks
Ridin' with my niggas and we ridin' with them sticks
Why you keep calling me gang when you know you in a clique?
We must spray you with the click 'cause we know you been a bitch (yeah)
Downtown projects, bitch, we call it Murderville
Bulletproof the Aston, put me in a turtle shell
Emeralds on the glass and now my knees on the steering wheel
Spray you with the Uzi like my lil' brother Jerry Curl
Ain't never go to trial, ain't going out like Leslie
All my bitches go to college, ain't nobody finna test me
I got all the flavors, smell the deuce inside the backseat
All of them call me Greedy, when I eat it and get messy
Soon as they released me, I ran to California
I want all the smoke and they got legal marijuana
Sold-out shows, it's another Purple Summer
Drum I need a re-fill, Awful Lot of Drummers
Syrup and the Percs in the pockets in the merch
Draco on the chain probably get a nigga murked
Drummer on the chain make the micro chopper squirt
All white rocks, yeah, like a lot of work, yeah
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich now all y'all jealous
Jealousy, jealousy
Shit don't phase me
All that shit don't phase me
All that shit don't phase me
Yeah, a nigga got famous
All that shit don't phase me
'Cause I'm rich and famous
And I'm still gang-banging
I got rich on Grape Street
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You should let a real nigga beat that thang down
I'm a beast on these beats that I banged out
Ooh, got too rich for the handouts
Ooh, rest in peace PNB
I'ma stay with 03
Bitch I'm big Grape Street
I'm a beast on these beats that I banged out, ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All that shit don't phase me
Now I'm rich and famous
I got rich on Grape Street
Oh, G, yeah
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wock stains on my Margiela
Yeah, yeah
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich now all y'all jealous
Jealousy, jealousy
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
All that shit don't phase me
I got rich on Grape Street
Uh, made it out the bricks
Ridin' with my niggas and we ridin' with them sticks
Why you keep calling me gang when you know you in a clique?
We must spray you with the click 'cause we know you been a bitch (yeah)
Downtown projects, bitch, we call it Murderville
Bulletproof the Aston, put me in a turtle shell
Emeralds on the glass and now my knees on the steering wheel
Spray you with the Uzi like my lil' brother Jerry Curl
Ain't never go to trial, ain't going out like Leslie
All my bitches go to college, ain't nobody finna test me
I got all the flavors, smell the deuce inside the backseat
All of them call me Greedy, when I eat it and get messy
Soon as they released me, I ran to California
I want all the smoke and they got legal marijuana
Sold-out shows, it's another Purple Summer
Drum I need a re-fill, Awful Lot of Drummers
Syrup and the Percs in the pockets in the merch
Draco on the chain probably get a nigga murked
Drummer on the chain make the micro chopper squirt
All white rocks, yeah, like a lot of work, yeah
Wockhardt spilled on my Margiela
I got rich now all y'all jealous
Jealousy, jealousy
Shit don't phase me
All that shit don't phase me
All that shit don't phase me
Yeah, a nigga got famous
All that shit don't phase me
'Cause I'm rich and famous
And I'm still gang-banging
I got rich on Grape Street
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You should let a real nigga beat that thang down
I'm a beast on these beats that I banged out
Ooh, got too rich for the handouts
Ooh, rest in peace PNB
I'ma stay with 03
Bitch I'm big Grape Street
I'm a beast on these beats that I banged out, ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All that shit don't phase me
Now I'm rich and famous
I got rich on Grape Street
Oh, G, yeah
Writer: Jason Jamal Jackson
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management