Grippin Woodgrain Lyrics

[feat. Seth Narley]

Smoking killer grippin grain
Fuck my mind I'm so insane
Finest fabrics on my back
Valley kicks [?] jeans [x3]

[?] catch me with a [?] thing
Louis Vuitton everything
Engaged but no wedding ring
Type of woman I attract
She the [?] along the back
Sex motherfuck is you,
Love how you be switching that
[?] she tell me she love my top
I tell her I love her walk,
The way she [?] without a [?]
Yeah me about to set it off
Hit the [?] like Latifa, yeah that type to set it up
Favorite show the Commodores, minds is more like entourage
I be playing Vinnie [?] and mama get her [?] on
Cutting till the break of dawn,
Then I'm off, on the road, probably to another show
Different city, newer clothes
Different hoe, a different [?]
Fuck you [?] I'm naughty Joe
[?] put me on the game
So I spit it, here it go

Smoking killer grippin grain
Fuck my mind I'm so insane
Finest fabrics on my back
Valley kicks [?] jeans [x3]

I do the [?] she ain't even head of it
The situation looking flicky than the [?]
Condo out in Jersey, yeah I ain't even furniture it
That's the [?] even permanent
Asap [?] gonna make it permanent
[?] Maserati, [?] catching niggers swerving in
I'm moving fast, think you can catch up to my turbulence
Smoking lemon kush, yeah I'm [?] good
I see the limit push, and I'm a leave for good
Let go mama [?] she heard I hit it good
They call me Hollywood, but I'm a keep it hood
And I keep down south, niggers know I keep it banging
[?] keep it banging [?]
Nothing different, and we on that codeine [?]
Make my nose bleed

Smoking killer grippin grain
Fuck my mind I'm so insane
Finest fabrics on my back
Valley kicks [?] jeans [x3]

Sipping on [?], riding real slow
Everywhere we go hoes wanna know
We are, we are the [?]
Sipping on [?], riding real slow
Everywhere we go hoes wanna know
We are, we are the [?]

Smoking killer grippin grain
Fuck my mind I'm so insane
Finest fabrics on my back
Valley kicks [?] jeans.