Uh, yeah
Swing
Nel
My dirty Jacob
Yeah, come on

Now if you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll
If you running your mouth, then shut the door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you gon' ride get inside, let's roll (it don't mean nothin', dirty)
If you're running your mouth then shut the door (I'ma keep grindin')
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me (it don't mean nothin', fool)
Were you the one that's on the grind (check it)
When it's you that's on the grind, dirty

They acting like they really want it with me, but trust me
They don't want it, they just want to be seen
They wanna disrupt my team with these publicity schemes
Tryna dismantle my panel with lies, rumors and scandals
But uh, I pull through it like I'm tugging a war
I tell you the situation like I've been here before
I'm still popping dirty, still smoking, point clicking
Watch the doors open, no joking, everything's remoting
No choking is needed, this ride is for free
No matter what you got, you dying for free
Automatically I'm focused like thirty-five millimetres
All of the sudden like such and such wants to meet us
All of the sudden like such and such wants to greet us
The same, one thing, believe us
Now, they're all tryna cheat us
In real life, they can't beat us
Sometimes, they tryna repeat us

Now if you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll
If you running your mouth, then shut the door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll (woo)
If you're running your mouth then shut the door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
When it's you that's on the grind, dirty

Why is they yacking like they fucking with these? I don't know
Why is they stunting like they holding the keys? tell me
Them type of people don't be holding no heat? no
Nigga, how the fuck they gon' be rolling with me?
Dude, how the hell you ain't gon' to wait your time? wait your time
Your mouth's gon' fuck around and going to waste your time, hey
I don't know no niggas' that ain't gon' grind
When its peso time, come out and take your shine, dirty
I'm the same nigga that's out of control (that's out of control)
Got the little Dillinger out on the road, ayy
The bigger it just got, the cali- the-co
I been cocking and loading it, I been popping them fours, yeah
Set that aside 'cause I've got to get those (got to get those)
The finest shit than what you're proud of me for, tell me
The dirty, either you going to ride or you don't
Inside there's more shit, if not, then we gone, nigga

Now if you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll
If you running your mouth, then shut the door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll (woo)
If you're running your mouth then shut the door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
When it's you that's on the grind, dirty (you tell 'em)

Watch me now, I'm spiffy now (come on)
Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now (you tell 'em)
Watch me now, I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now

Well, if I said it, I've done it, if I've done it, I did it
And if I, and if I want it, if I don't then against it
The way that I should spend it, to get it just how I should
All money ain't good money but no money ain't good
I took the hood tactics and plot on the musical talents
Tryna create a balance in between Minnesota and Dallas
Never malice when I'm speaking, you peeping, just let me know
I'm guaranteed to keep it cracking, just like eggs hitting the floor, uh
I'm dotting, just wanna be, I ask, oh
Clipping the wings I wanna fly ass, oh
Only Q and D Miles can look down on me
Maybe, I should be-be in my head, I put it down, homie

Now if you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll
If you running your mouth, then shut my door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind? (When it's you that's on the grind)
If you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll (woo)
If you're running your mouth then shut my door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
When it's you that's on the grind, dirty

Now if you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll
If you running your mouth, then shut the door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you gon' ride, get inside, let's roll (woo)
If you're running your mouth then shut thr door (shut my door)
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
When it's you that's on the grind, dirty (you tell 'em)

Watch me now, I'm spiffy now (come on)
Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now (you tell 'em)
Watch me now, I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now, ayy

Copyright: Exploration Group LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Jason Epperson, Jay Thomas