Turned a nigga to a fifty, turned a fifty to a dollar
They can’t keep tabs on us
Nobody was there, we got out
They can’t keep tabs on us
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
[Chorus]
They can’t keep tabs on us
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper

The narcs just ran in the spot
I know they mad as fuck
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
I know they mad as fuck
Take the dollar to your partners, show ’em how to add the water
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
Nobody was there, we got out
Nigga we gotta pull up in apartments
Pussy nigga hatin’, pocket watching
We keep them dracos, shout out to the shottas
They can’t keep tabs on us
The narcs just ran in the spot
Lil nigga pull up on ya, try to pop ya
[Verse 2]
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
They can’t keep tabs on us
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot
We got the weight, that’s a full one, damn she just blew me
Lock it up and make it harder, Bentley ridin’ with the mobsters
Nobody was there, we got out
Straight to the money, no stops
[Chorus]
Punchin’ on foreign broads on the beach
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
I ain’t gotta tell no lies, 4PF until I die
Pass me the percs I need two of ’em
I brought out all hundreds and it’s neat
The narcs just ran in the spot
I been grindin’ for a minute, I been really really gettin’ it
I been hearin’ niggas talkin’

Straight gas, nigga fuck cops
Pockets full, why not, FN on the side
I got it all gone in a week, week
I’m on that timeline, niggas watchin’
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
I know they mad as fuck
I can’t wait to let ’em slide Youngins screamin’ what’s the price?
Niggas try me they gon’ die
Lil nigga I’m the one that got it poppin’
Nobody was there, we got out
I got the streets in a head lock
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
I know they mad as fuck
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
Everything I do is expensive, old school dash digit
He on the grind and I’ll see you later

The narcs just ran in the spot
Hope one of you niggas don’t reach
We was really in them kitchens, I can show you how to get it
I know they mad as fuck
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I ride in foreign cars like I’m Meech
Nobody was there, we got out

This shit was hard for us, we thought we all was stuck
F&N ride on my seat
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I just spent sixty thousand on some watches
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper

I’m rockin’ Tom Ford like a doctor
Bitch better check my trap, I’m gettin’ money
Hope that they ain’t forget the pocket rocket
It’s gon’ be a homicide
But when I pull up on them niggas’ head drop
I just spent twenty thousand on some choppers
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
Saved by the bell like I’m Screech, Screech
They told me go get it and I went and got it
[Verse 1]
Get to the money, I’m racin’
I’m rockin’ Balmains like they cheap
[Chorus]

He know he pasta, we hit on oodles of noodles
I know they mad as fuck