Paroles de la chanson Grenade (Get Paid) par Lil Gnar

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Paroles de la chanson Grenade (Get Paid) par Lil Gnar

Yeah, it's Lil Gnar
Yeah, it's Lil Gnar
Lil Gnar
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Let's rock them, B)

I been locked in, know that I gotta get paid (Know that I gotta get paid)
Niggas be sayin' they realer than real, but really, these niggas are fake (Really, they fake)
Pull up on an opp block, I fuck around, throw a grenade (Fuck around, throw a grenade)
Stackin' all them blue hundreds, I cannot fuck with a bank (Yeah, yeah)
Tryna take somethin' from a nigga, you gon' fuck around, get your mind blown (Dig?)
Soul snatchers, that's body catchers, bet the pussy boy'll get chopped off
Soul snatchers, that's body catchers, bet the pussy boy'll get chopped off
I be fuckin' on some bad shit when I'm switchin' in and out of time zones

Yeah, gotta admit, when I first started, that I wasn't focused (That I wasn't focused)
But I'm up top, I be on point, gotta keep a poker (Gotta keep a poker)
I be up late just like a bat, that paranoia (That paranoia)
I pop me an Addy and go on a drill, lil' nigga, we rollin'
All of my brothers is havin' them bands, you can call 'em Jonas (Yeah)
I go hand to hand, beat a nigga just like Adrien Broner (Adrien Broner)
Knew I'd be the man ever since I was on my mama's shoulders (Ever since I was)
I can't go back and forth like metronome (Let's rock them, B)
We put one in his head and he vestin' (Yeah, yeah)
Startin' droppin' them bodies like Fentanyl
We still take off your top if you in the mob
I ride for my niggas, I don't really care if they right or wrong (I don't really care)
If I ain't havin', know I'll still do it, I'll ride along (Know I'll still do it)
I went through the pain and weathered the rain and walked through the storm

I been locked in, know that I gotta get paid (Know that I gotta get paid)
Niggas be sayin' they realer than real, but really, these niggas are fake (Really, they fake)
Pull up on an opp block, I fuck around, throw a grenade
Stackin' all them blue hundreds, I cannot fuck with a bank (Let's rock them, B)
Tryna take somethin' from a nigga, you gon' fuck around, get your mind blown
Soul snatchers, that's body catchers, bet the pussy boy'll get chopped off
Soul snatchers, that's body catchers, bet the pussy boy'll get chopped off
I be fuckin' on some bad shit when I'm switchin' in and out of time zones

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