[Intro: GrindHard E]
(lonzetheking)
(Gavin on the beat)
Lonze and Gavin? Alright

[Chorus: GrindHard E]
I don't care if you Black, white, purple, green, or blue, I don't like people
Even if I got my gun on me, I still fight people
If I ain't gun, then my knife on me, I'll knife people
They ask how I be taxin' and I still sell everything, I serve the right people

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]
All I heard from everybody I know is, "How you know all them white people?"
The Glocks that we ride with dirty, but thе pills and the pints legal
My first car, I might do it again, an '87 Regal
Cash out on an old-school off four or fivе features
My bitch bad and do everything I want, I think she a keeper
I'll fuck a bitch with my bitch, ah
I'll fuck a bitch with my bitch, ain't gotta be a cheater
The prices I get all my drugs for, I can't get it cheaper
Thinkin' about my n***a lil' Boo, I might call a preacher
[?][0:38] about to pour a five of Wockhardt in a one-liter
I never give a bitch the gratitude to make her think I need her
I'm the type of n***a if you don't believe somethin', I'ma make you a believer
The pop I poured up blood, if you try hit my cup, you might have a seizure
The pint gone, poured a three-five, a seven, and a one, we don't pour up even
The bitch ain't tryna fuck when I first—
If the bitch ain't tryna fuck when I first pull up, then you know I'm leavin'
Any bitch that you see me with, you know I'm hittin'
The weed I got reek and it's really, really strong, it'll fuck up your breathin'
Ask anybody that you know, they know I keep it
If it ain't High Tolerance or A1 Selections, I don't know them people
[Chorus: GrindHard E]
I don't care if you Black, white, purple, green, or blue, I don't like people
Even if I got my gun on me, I still fight people
If I ain't gun, then my knife on me, I'll knife people
They ask how I be taxin' and I still sell everything, I serve the right people

[Verse 2: MoneyBo]
Yeah, alright, I know the right people
Catch me in the trench on the fence with a Desert Eagle
Actin' like that n***a come from Flint, we don't know them people
I just put your opps in the box, we can call it even
Damn, what's the odds, them?
Brand-new CPN, brand-new CPN, alright, hold up
Brand-new VPN, just need to log in
And you know I'm grindin' hard, somebody let E in
Yeah, trap jumpin' hard like the yard
Every gangster in the street know who we are
She ain't never flew commercial, what's a kiosk?
Alright, she ain't fuck with— yeah, alright
Two-tone Carti, set it in rocks
Captain Jack slippers, you won't catch me in no Reeboks
How you hit the jackpot, still serve re-rock?
I don't trust people, gotta keep the thing cocked

[Chorus: GrindHard E]
I don't care if you Black, white, purple, green, or blue, I don't like people
Even if I got my gun on me, I still fight people
If I ain't gun, then my knife on me, I'll knife people
They ask how I be taxin' and I still sell everything, I serve the right people