Majorr Werk Cartel - Grandma's Couch Lyrics

You can miss me with that hatin' shit my forgi's be skatin' bitch
Quarter back of my click catch me on my peyton shit
First and ten first and goal touchdown bitch my rolie gold
Thirty what my extendo hold presidents too thick to fold
Got up off my grandma couch and got some business
I'm so stevie can't see haters through versace lenses
I'm so gutta got it out the mud and the trenches
Chopper rounds make these pussy niggaz hop some fences
On some fly shit cali kush get high shit
All my niggaz trappin' hard what you tryin' to buy shit
T.o.n.y. shit everyday i stay on fleek
Boy i'm on that fly shit flexin' eight days a week

I throw them rocks up in my chain boy i'm on that fly shit
I throw them forgi's in the lane boy i'm on that fly shit
Shawty know I stay on fleek boy i'm on that fly shit
My wrist shinin' eight days a week boy i'm on that fly shit
I throw them rocks up in my chain boy i'm on that fly shit
I throw them forgi's in the lane boy i'm on that fly shit
Shawty know I stay on fleek boy i'm on that fly shit
You know me and when I hit the street boy i'm on that fly shit

I'm on cascade sippin' ace of spade i'm on bankhead countin' bread
I'm in college park wit a bad bitch in a yellow chevy wit a infrared
I'm in zone 6 on the block shawty wit thugged out niggaz like pac shawty
White t shirt wit a glock 40 shout out to my niggaz on lock shawty
Now my car's roof less call me easy e
I finessed the plug on Tuesday I re up for free
Just left atlantic station on my way to phipps
Tryin' to find a kylie jenner with some curvy hips
Pour my codeine in my double cup and take a sip
Tech with the muffler on it case them niggaz trip
Pour my codeine in my double cup and take a sip
Tech with the muffler on it case them haters trip

I throw them rocks up in my chain boy i'm on that fly shit
I throw them forgi's in the lane boy i'm on that fly shit
Shawty know I stay on fleek boy i'm on that fly shit
My wrist shinin' eight days a week boy i'm on that fly shit
I throw them rocks up in my chain boy i'm on that fly shit
I throw them forgi's in the lane boy i'm on that fly shit
Shawty know I stay on fleek boy i'm on that fly shit
You know me and when I hit the street boy i'm on that fly shit