Grandson Lyrics by Lil Durk is a New English song from the album “Almost Healed” sung by popular rapper Lil Durk featuring Kodak Black. Lyrics of this song are written by Lil Durk & Kodak Black and music produced by Metro Boomin.
Grandson Song Details
Singer : Lil Durk, Kodak Black
Album : Almost Healed
Lyrics : Lil Durk, Metro Boomin, Kodak Black
Music : Metro Boomin, Zaytoven
Label : Alamo Records
Grandson Lyrics
(Zaytoven)
Ayy, Yak
Never take her to status jewel (Yeah)
Never put all your trust in p**sy (Let’s get it)
I done seen ni***s swing switches (Yeah)
I could never be attached to goofies (Metro)
Lamborghini truck, ridin’ smoothly
Future had a ni**a tryin’ zooties (Boom)
Firm believer of bad luck (Yeah)
I can’t be the one dyin’ in movies (No)
Either s*x, she want her a** done (A** done)
Told the b*tch to go and try smoothly (Try smoothly)
Why you throwin’ all this rent money?
Tryna prove a point to go and hang with Boosie (Lame-a**)
He think he bigger than the whole mob
Ni***s couldn’t even hang with Boonie (Gang)
I keep all the shooters fed
I fed ’em all percocets (‘Cets)
Rather be with my crew instead
Ridin’ ’round with a dirty stick (Dirty stick)
Dirty sprite, ridin’ ’round with some shooters who ain’t even thirty yet (Grrah)
Dirty mic’s, told on the gang, like he always did (Yeah)
Lamb’ truck, hoppin’ out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck
Lamb’ truck, free Rio from the land, they got him jammed up
Blam somethin’, got me feelin’ like I’m Grandson
Blam somethin’, got me feelin’ like I’m-
Ayy, I ain’t gon’ need no ski, ’cause I’m gon’ make sure he can’t tell on me
Middle of the week, I was skippin’ in school, I had to bail on me
I’m a man of business, I’m with the mob, I’m like M.O.B
My ni**a beat the cheese when he went down, I’m like “Damn, homie”
Dirty mic’s, thuggin’ ’til I die, I don’t need no advice
Jail right, just caught a brand new body, that’s on my baby snipe
Like I’m smokin’ crack, the Glock got a see-through clip, this b*tch like glass pipes
I ain’t tryna be too long anyway, motherf**ker, I live that fast life
Friday night, I’m in the club, boppin’ with my ni***s, yeah
Still goin’, Saturday mornin’ I woke up with some strippers, yeah
Sunday I might take a ni**a soul, ’cause I’m a sinner, yeah
Lil’ Taz, he gon’ spaz, he gon’ three, four, five, six jiggers, yeah
Friday night, in the car, ridin’ with my hitters, yeah
Still scopin’, Saturday mornin’, lookin’ for them ni***s, yeah
Sunday, it feel like I’m almighty Jesus with this pistol, yeah
King Von, yeah, ’cause I’m a rapper and I’m a killer, yeah
Durk, go to church, you old killin’ motherf**ker
Ayy, do that ni**a, do Perc’s and them Black & Milds, go call my brother
This my last time f**kin’, so I’ma stick it in her butt
Start shootin’ sh*t up at fourteen, vibin’, “Dis ain’t what you want”
Lamb’ truck, hoppin’ out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck
Lamb’ truck, free Rio from the land, they got him jammed up
Blam somethin’, got me feelin’ like I’m Grandson
Blam somethin’, got me feelin’ like I’m-