[Verse 1: Grizzy Jackson]
Any way it go
Imma still chase dough!
Rather die trying
Than to just die broke
A lot of rappers corny
But I'm not a rapper though
I do know how to make a beat
And I could rap a flow
Oh, yo, I can rap a flow
And also wrap an O
What you know?
I got sacks of blow
Back in out the do' [door]
And on the road
You know I'm a pro
You know I'm a pro
They pull me over
If they pull over
They gonna let me go!
[Chorus - Grizzy Jackson]
f** a pig, f** Trump
Either way I'm getting money!
f** a priest, f** a judge
Either way I'm stacking hunnids!
f** a DA, f** a law
Either way I'm getting blunted
Need some work? Smoke it, sell it
Either way it ain't no frontin'!
[Break - Grizzy Jackson]
[Verse 2 - Grizzy Jackson]
You can talk that mess at me
But I do what I want
Catch me rolling up my broccoli
In any cut
This one for my young boys getting money
Turning up
Rest in peace to Bankroll
We some hot boys burnin up
fu*k TRUMP
Either way it go
Still gonna hustle flow
Run a hoe
Like I'm DJay
Bring it through the do' [door]
Ain't no love
Where we come from
You already know
Ain't no trust
Ain't nobody new
It's a lonely road
[Chorus - Grizzy Jackson]
[Break/Outro - Grizzy Jackson]
You can talk that mess at me
But I do what I want
Catch me rolling up my broccoli
In any cut
This one for my young boys getting money
Turning up
Rest in peace to Bankroll
We some hot boys burnin up!
f** Trump!