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letra de drank talk - grindhard e

[intro]
what up, digi prada? good lookin’
(shoutout digi prada, you hear me?)
grindhard

[chorus]
big-ass gun on my hip make me walk crazy
pour a pint, put me in the booth, i’ma talk crazy
everybody’s talkin’ ’bout the quagen, i been f-ckin’ with the pai lately
any day, i’ll pick up the trish over the morton ’cause the price crazy
n-ggas tried to tax me three hundred for some wock’, these n-ggas outrageous
i can get some real act’ right now, but it’s outdated
if i find some old hi-tech in a glass bottle, then i might take it
i’m lookin’ for the high from the first time i sipped, i’m still tryna chase it

[verse]
noddin’ in and out, i paid too much for this drank, i cannot waste it
it’s an awful lot of cough syrup in this pop, how could you not taste it?
pourin’ out the pint, we don’t measure it
why your lean ain’t stickin’ to the bottom? that sh-t extra hit
i was out in cali posted up with ri sippin’ tris and grits
my girl was trippin’ in the strip club, she probably tipped your b-tch
i seen him starin’ at my cup, don’t fix your lips to ask me for a sip
we can probably match a couple lines, but i ain’t sellin’ sh-t
if the police get me in that room, i ain’t tellin’ sh-t
them b-tches better do they f-ckin’ job and find some evidence
i just bust a ‘bow open from high tolerance, it smell excellent
marijuana made me and— become the best of friends
we was slidin’ in a bentley bentayga, that was not no benz
h-ll nah, i don’t know that n-gga, he is not my mans
how you out here sellin’ all them pressed pills? them is not real 10s
look at all them lil’-ass bills in your roll, them is not no bands
he got his ass beat and grabbed the strap ’cause he ain’t got no hands
i might just book a trip with me and my b-tch and take a flight to france
three hundred dollars for these purple jeans, she said she like my pants
b-tch put on my song after i hit, i think i f-cked a fan
dropped a hundred shots out the k, i almost broke my hand
b-tch all in her feelings after i f-cked, she was a one-night stand
probably gon’ be mad as h-ll when she find out i f-cked her friend
pay me, i want twenty-five a g, i don’t know why you tryna give me ten
you say you can get the sh-t cheap, but go get it from them
me and ht the only people got these packs, so your choices is slim
[bridge]
me and ht the only people got these packs, so your choices is slim
big-ass gun on—
big-ass gun on my hip make me—
big-ass gun—

- grindhard e

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