Grammy - Sahtyre

But y’all don’t even feel me

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Call that shit a Grammy

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Yeah, but y’all don’t understand me

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Call that shit a Grammy

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Gave a xany to your granny

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Plus I got a grammy of that cammy, double whammy

Your shat a kind of brown, my shit tanner, no dammy

Dipping through Cali in a stolen grey Camry

Off that JonBenét Ramsey, but I always stay antsy

Cheffing with the rich, I’m Gordon fucking Ramsay

Got y’all niggas looking like it’s Jordan over Camby

I’m 'bout to show y’all niggas what extraordinary can be

I’m doper than that shit that we was snorting in Miami

Bet you 'bout a dollar if you want it with my family

Then someone come out tomorrow, fuck or me

Yeah, but y’all don’t even hand me

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Call that shit a Grammy

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

And y’all kids don’t want it, I kill 'em like Plan B

And I’m smoking on that good loud, we call that shit a Grammy

Yeah, call that shit a Grammy

Call that shit a Grammy

Raised by Keaney, no daddy or mami

Only father figure was pops and grandpa-addy

Now all I’m doing is shots and popping addys

Till my vision crooked like them cops when they grab me

Flow wet till I drop like the panties

On these girls that say they love me, but they don’t understand me

They try to undermine me, y’all try to upper hand me

But I see the big picture like a mural in an alley

Beauty skin deep like a in the ass cheek

My niggas the future and y’all niggas is last week

Smoke hasheesh till I’m like, «Oh shit, god damn

Now I don’t love her, cause I don’t kick it with no damn sheep»

Yeah, and you could even ask your aunty

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

Yeah, call that shit a Grammy

Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy

And y’all can’t command me, I do my own damn thing

Bitch I don’t gotta stand out cause I’m just outstanding

They clear me for take off and I’m never landing

I’m smoking on that good loud, they call that a Grammy