Grill

Keep smokin'

Keep smokin'

Bring something new to the table

And I don't want yams because I had some yesterday

But I can smoke grams blaze one almost everyday

And I will shake hands and make plans with a featherweight

Wolf Gang clan sold out when we set a date

Klux Klan burn the stage down let it marinate

Correlate circulate percolate a work of fate it hurts to hate

For me there's no surrogate

It brings the fucking food to the table

And if you get cheese make it provolone or parmesan

Roll the mary j kill the pain and my other vibe

Hold another dame and the main in my other arm such a charm

filled with dro these bitchens blowin'

It's the M, the E, the L

The L, the O, W, H

The Y, the P, the P, the E

It's the M, the E, the L

The L, the O, W, H

The Y, the P, get your money

Never been a buster nigga

I ride with them thuggish niggas

Mellowhigh, Loiter Squad

I ride with them ruggish niggas

Never fuck a bitch up in the bucket, she just suck a nigga

81 box chevy

Dirty seats, dirty sprite

Ridin' dirty through the night

Shining like some pearly whites

Lurking for the popo though

Fuck them punks

Exit out the way I'm a hit the Shake Junt

Hey my nigga G goes smoke 8 junts

Tear the bottle, full throttle, bad bitch

Still fuck with me i still fuck with ya'll

But we ain't fucking free, all my wolves eat feats

And we all flaw so we ball songs, ain't all talk

Sawed off, ya'll small talk

Big noise, big toys

Monstertruck, Dompster truck

Fuck the slut in dope and smut

Trash wang, that's what's up

Trash wang, that's what's up

Trash wang, that's what's up

Trash wang, that's what's up

Trash wang, that's what's up

It's the M, the E, the L

The L, the O, W, H

The Y, the P, the P, the E

It's the M, the E, the L

The L, the O, W, H

The Y, the P, the P, the E