Lyrics Grandson – Lil Durk feat. Kodak Black
Never take her to Status Jeweler
Never put all your trust in p**sy
I done seen n**gas steal switches
I could never be attached to goofies
Lamborghini truck, ridin’ smoothly
Future had a n**ga tryin’ zooties
Firm believer of bad luck
I can’t be the one dyin’ in movies
Eater sex, she want her a*s done
Told the b**ch to go and try a smoothie
Why you throwin’ all this rent money
Tryna prove a point to go and hang with Boosie
He think he bigger than the whole mob
N**gas couldn’t even hang with Boonie
I keep all the shooters fed
I fed ’em all Percocets
Rather be with my crew instead
Ridin’ ’round with a dirty stick
Dirty Sprite
Ridin’ ’round with some shooters who ain’t even thirty yet
Dirty mics
Told on the gang, like he owe us debt
Lamb’ truck
Hoppin’ out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck
Lamb’ truck
Free Rio from the land, they got him jammed up
Blam somethin’
Got me feelin’ like I’m Grandson
Blam somethin’
Got me feelin’ like I’m..
Ayy, I ain’t gon’ need no ski
‘Cause I’m gon’ make sure he can’t tell on me
The middle of the week
I was skippin’ in school, I had to bail on me
I’m a man of business
I’m with the mob, I’m like M.O.B
My n**ga beat the cheese
When he went down, I’m like Damn, homie
Dirty mics, thuggin’ ’til I die
I don’t need no advice
Jerry Rice, just caught a brand new body
That’s on my baby snipe
Like I’m smokin’ crack
The Glock got a see-through clip
This b**ch like glass pipes
I ain’t tryna be too long
Anyway motherf**ker, I live that fast life
Friday night, I’m in the club
Boppin’ with my n**gas, yeah
Still goin’, Saturday mornin’ I woke up
With some strippers, yeah
Sunday, I might take a n**ga soul
‘Cause I’m a sinner, yeah
Lil’ Taz, he gon’ spaz
He gon’ three, four, five, six jiggers, yeah
Friday night, in the car
Ridin’ with my hitters, yeah
Still scopin’, Saturday mornin’
Lookin’ for them n**gas, yeah
Sunday, it feel like I’m almighty Jesus
With this pistol, yeah
King Von, yeah, ’cause I’m a rapper
And I’m a killer, yeah
Durk, go to church, you old killin’ motherf**ker
Ayy, do that n**ga do Percs
And them Black & Milds, go call my brother
This my last time f**kin’, so I’ma stick it in her butt
Start shootin’ s**t up at fourteen, vibin’
Dis Ain’t What U Want
Lamb’ truck
Hoppin’ out with thirty chains on and my dreads stuck
Lamb’ truck
Free Rio from the land, they got him jammed up
Blam somethin’
Got me feelin’ like I’m Grandson
Blam somethin’,
Got me feelin’ like I’m…
➤ Written by Lil Durk, Kodak Black, Metro Boomin & Zaytoven
Album: Almost Healed
Produced by Metro Boomin & Zaytoven
Lil Durk | Kodak Black | 2023
