Crye - GrandPrix (feat. Trxy) Lyrics

I spilled Gold Peak Tea
All over
My f*cking bed
FUCK
Messin' with my energy
You become my enemy
Look at me
And go tell that to all
Your friends of sheep
I don't act out
To the crowd
No
Don't you feel
Like you do though
I feel like a domino
Just on the edge
Of stooping low
Can you understand me
Maybe reprimand me
I've been a bad boy
You don't know what I've been planning
Mr. Worldwide
That's a little Shih Tzu
Pablo's Universe
Never know what hit you
Pull up to your bitch on a Sunday
Drop that pussy off on a Monday
I be flying jets off the runway
Whippin' in a foreign down a runway
Bitch
I gotta ghost
I'ma pull up
Looking deadly
Smoking on that reefer
And that smoke
Looking heavy
Bitch
I used to trap
Out the muhf*ckin' Chevy
Pull up with a 40
And that bitch
Looking hefty
Why you double cheeked up
On a Thursday
Tapped it last week
Pussy spray
Tapped it 3peat
Now, she's spayed
They don't like me
In my lane
I feel no pain
This money on my mind
Make it rain
'Til money's on my eyes
I don't care
If it's not real green
Be aware,
I'm talkin' 'bout the weed
Pull up to your bitch on a Sunday
Drop that pussy off on a Monday
I be flying jets off the runway
Whippin' in a foreign down a runway
Bitch
I gotta ghost
I'ma pull up
Looking deadly
Smoking on that reefer
And that smoke
Looking heavy
Bitch
I used to trap
Out the muhf*ckin' Chevy
Pull up with a 40
And that bitch
Looking hefty
Messin' with my energy
You become my enemy
Look at me
And go tell that to all
Your friends of sheep
I don't act out
To the crowd
No
Don't you feel
Like you do though
I feel like a domino
Just on the edge
Of stooping low
Can you understand me
Maybe reprimand me
I've been a bad boy
You don't know what I've been planning
Mr. Worldwide
That's a little Shih Tzu
Pablo's Universe
Never know what hit you