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letra de pints & grams - lil darius

[intro]
(b.loadin)

[chorus]
i’m on my way up to the top, just gotta take my time
i love the way to sip pop, spend two-fifty every line
i’m havin’ shots like a bar, i hope a p-ssy don’t try
spent eighty thousand on a car ’cause i just like the way it whines
i really feel it’s my time, i’ma stand on my grind
love the way my sh-t shine, fell in love with these diamonds
i wanna build her like kylie, i’ma keep movin’ these pounds
i’m the neighborhood trapper, i’m servin’ pints and grams
[verse 1]
i got a lot on my plate, so l been movin’ that weight
two-four, play with that drac’, i’m mr. 448
and i don’t go on dates, gotta f-ck now, can’t wait
i’m walking ’round like a birthday, they know i get cake
shе know i don’t got no heart, she want to chill, just play your part
she stayеd down through the hard times, so i bought her a audemar
growing up we had it hard, and now we livin’ large
and we go amgs and srts, we came up from stealin’ cars
i sip h-lla drank, in the booth i’m nodding off
i’m on it daily, i can’t stop, can’t take no time off
i think ’bout money all the time, can’t take my mind off
can’t take my mind off, yeah, i can’t take my mind off

[verse 2]
ass up, face down, water on my neck, might drown
eating a lamb chop in the lamb’, these turkey bags goin’ ham
we the young n-ggas with the answers, i got turnt up off of grams
and now i’m flyin’ pj, i was in a pj on the ‘gram
every time i’m out my mind, i’m patient, you ain’t doing it right if you ain’t havin’ no haters
i’m outside, can’t post my location
never know what they on, these n-ggas might take me
all cash on a ‘cat, drop eighty
i love designer, my shirt celine
my jeans expensive, amiri, and my drink not green, it’s red
yeah, i sip 250 a line, i bought it 3000 a pint
i really do love these diamonds, i spend ’bout a hundred on ice
in the ‘cat with one in the head, i cannot get caught at no light
if you ain’t a b-tch that’s gettin’ money, sorry, you not my type
[chorus]
i’m on my way up to the top, just gotta take my time
i love the way to sip pop, spend two-fifty every line
i’m havin’ shots like a bar, i hope a p-ssy don’t try
spent eighty thousand on a car ’cause i just like the way it whines
i really feel it’s my time, i’ma stand on my grind
love the way my sh-t shine, fell in love with these diamonds
i wanna build her like kylie, i’ma keep movin’ these pounds
i’m the neighborhood trapper, i’m servin’ pints and grams

- lil darius

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