Silk - Grammar Lyrics

You can thank me for her grammar
She chilled with the sun, I'm the reason she tanner
You niggas is whining, I bought ya some pampers
Shorty keep crying, she throwing a tantrum
I don't go on dates, I took her to panda
She work at a desk, but post like a dancer
I think she think she a model
You clueless, cuz you think she sweet like Moscato

Baby you more than the wagon that you lug around
That carries all the baggage I know got you down

She drink glasses of wine, straight out the bottle
Catch flights not feelings her motto

Three drinks and beat and I bet she gon wobble
Please tell me I'm wrong
She playing Aaliyah like thats her role model
Baby we know you a hoe

Remember that song by J. Cole
One time for Chica-hoes

Hold up, I'm just riding the beat
Soda, mixed with Bacardi
She got me playin B Cardi
She talk like a baby, she talk like Young Carti
I'm tryna pull up in 'Raris

No you can't get in, but maybe yo friend
Only two seats in this Benz
22 inches the rims, they Forgi'
I need a woman who gorgeous

I walk with a hundred like that just change
I've come so far, I can't even fathom
I'm getting chips like they lays
Gotta thank God, his compassion

Can't let these niggas fly past us
I need to meet with my pastor, Mike Todd
I don't do well these actors, on God

Nigga you can't match my fashion
I'm tryna cop me an Aston Vanquish
Talk to me nice, my language
Kill em don't pay for the ransom
Baby I know that I'm handsome

Why when you see you 'xcited
Why do you fake like you like me
Aye, yeah, I see that you cappin
I see that you, I see that you cappin

You can thank me for her grammar
She chilled with the sun, I'm the reason she tanner
You niggas is whining, I bought ya some pampers
Shorty keep crying, she throwing a tantrum

I don't go on dates, I took her to panda
She work at a desk, but post like a dancer
I think she think she a model
You clueless, cuz you think she sweet like Moscato

Why can't you keep it a hunnit, why its so hard to be real
I know you slipping and slimin, you stay on that banana peele
I told lil baby eat healthy, I like a healthy lil meal
I roll up the weed and get blunted, or else I'm never gon heal

She think we a thing, girl we only kissed
Don't fall in love girl, that is not this

I'm tryna turn my cheese into Swiss on my wrist
Put on Patek Phillipe, you cannot find at the thrift
Why are these women so childish, why are these women so petty
Got some big plans keep up, my ambition something like Eddy's

She like me, cuz I'm dapper, I'm Dan
I'm on the run, I'm like a sprinter that van

I see me, in a Casper or a Wagon
I know me, and I know I like em bad
Lil old me, nigga I been moving fast
Lil old me, nigga just counted a rack

Lil old me, you know I'll always love you back
But know this, baby I don't want you back
Lil old me, nigga wrote this while he smacked
Lil old me, know I'll get to a bag

You can thank me for her grammar
She chilled with the sun, I'm the reason she tanner
You niggas is whining, I bought ya some pampers
Shorty keep crying, she throwing a tantrum

I don't go on dates, I took her to panda
She work at a desk, but post like a dancer
I think she think she a model
You clueless, cuz you think she sweet like Moscato