Текст песни Grind Paid Off - Mack Ben Widdit

I don't know who told you what I'm looking for
This exactly what I need to pop my shit
No luggage nigga we just cop our shit
Soldier mentalI won't cry bout shit these niggas hating

You can suck my dick real Richmond nigga
Made it out that's lit and if you ain't wit it
Then bitch you against me and when you against me
I pop my stick

I dont know who told you what I'm looking for
This exactly what i need to pop my shit
No luggage nigga we just cop our shit
Soldier mentalI won't cry bout shit

These niggas hating you can suck my dick
Real Richmond nigga made it out that's lit
And if you ain't wit it
Then bitch you against me and when you against me

I pop my stick
Versace my shirt
Giuseppe my sneaks a zipper on these (a zipper on each)
Bad bitch half black and Chinese

Every time I see her she on her knees
Calling me daddy like I gave her birth
Never stopped grinding cuz I knew the worth
Put in the work and the grind paid off

Disloyal to me is what time made y'all
Now when you see meI shine shine shine
Red on my sneaks cuz I grind grind grind
Bloodied em up for the time time time

When I couldn't call on a soul
Now you can call me whenever it's cold
Bring you a jacket and go get some clothes
If you tell me that yo heater don't work

We go and check with the gas ppl first
You can't get rid of this pain with a perc
Some shit won't leave me forever in hurt
Feeling like doe

Cuz I say a prayer but I might never go to church
But I still pull down on Patterson
Kick it with granny and laugh again
Tell her about all this rapping shit

Can't tell her that baby boy trafficking
Don't know who told you what I'm looking for
This exactly what i need to pop my shit
No luggage nigga we just cop our shit

Soldier mentalI won't cry bout shit
These niggas hating you can suck my dick
Real Richmond nigga made it out that shit
And if you ain't with it then bitch you against me

And when you against me I pop my stick
I dont know who told you what I'm looking for
This exactly what I need to pop my shit
No luggage nigga we just cop our shit

Soldier mentalI won't cry bout shit
These niggas hating you can suck my dick
Real Richmond nigga made it out that shit
And if you ain't wit it then bitch you against me

And when you against me I pop my stick
(Instrumental)