Grim - Grape Ape lyrics

[Verse 1] 34 grams that's p**y sh** I be rolling up with like 4 zips I'm flexing out I'm in cali now Still f** you don't come around me now I'm off of the sh**s and I'm still turning up I Just rolled up some woods and I'm bout to burn up Shut the f** up I don't believe in luck I'm working the roaches got some weed in my blunt Just got outta run and I'm feeling this sh** People they hating but they still feeling my sh** They coping my flows and they stealing my sh** But they cannot keep up i'm for real in this sh** You make the sh** they play at the clubs I make the sh** that gon blow out ya subs I live In the woods with a couple of scrubs And we still lookin hotter than all of these thugs All of these p**y a** b**hes All of these haters and all of these lames Gizmo [?] Give a damn f** about fame Rolling up blunts to the face I be smoking my woods while I'm out in the rain I'm in my element get the f** out I need piece Ima give you a piece of my brain Show me respect you ain't nothing to me Give me your time become something to me What the f** happened it's a matter of time before you change up your mind and start f**ing with me