Lyrics Fuck a Grammy - FSG Rell

I be thinking longevity
Kill a na for the recipe
Money is the root of all evil, but I hope it don't get the best of me
Hope they never feel jealousy
You can win right next to me
Call me Steph and you KD, we can build another legacy
I be trying to build chemistry
Hope we reaching that pedigree
Lot of things kind of fell in place, I'm telling you this our destiny
Saturdays for that threesome, me you and Hennessy
I'm a say this for my hometown, just don't never do me like Kennedy
Lifestyle getting fancy though
From my hood to a mansion hoe
12 slide don't panic bro
Fly as hell no lantern though
Fuck a Grammy I'm a hood na
They out of woods, more swishers
Bad ass lil red bone, told her mom she like hood ns
I don't give a fuck about a Trump card
30 ns in my front yard
Never gave a damn what a hater said, if you don't fuck with us then we don't fuck with y'all
Real shit

If I had it all, that wouldn't include a Grammy
So fuck a Grammy
Fuck do I need a Grammy for
If these diamonds dancing
If I got my ns and I got my family, why do I need a Grammy
If I already know that I'm the hottest out, why do I need a Grammy
Fuck a Grammy I'm a hood na
Fuck a Grammy I'm a hood na
Fuck a Grammy I'm a hood na
Fuck a Grammy I'm a hood na

I got my name over her breastisis
Younging say I'm the bestisist
Years ago they had a lead on me, closing down on that deficit
I keep taking these lessons in
Ns sick no medicine
Hashtag my lil bae a snack, when we home thats what breakfast is
Album mode I'm kind of showing off, bring it down to them weeds again
Eat that pussy like cold pizza, Wheezy said I might need Korin
Smoking dope I want good vibes, fuck shit what I be against
Cherish days when I wake up cause there's one day I won't breathe again
Twerk for a na on his birthday
First waves
Real na, contest, guess who winning that first place
Half my city probably rooting for me, the other half probably hate me
Me, my brothers got a brotherhood, don't fuck around that's sacred
From the city that don't never sleep
But in my city ns always sleep
Fuck a single, fuck a album I want 10 albums platinum deep
Tell me there's something that money can't buy
That's probably a lie
Still trying to find out what money can buy Shit I hope I'm alive

Ayo na
Ayo na
You better call me back
Bye