90 Day Grind

[Intro: Tripstar & Peezy]
(SkyDiddy)
Play it slick, put this shit
Yeah
Woah
Mm-hm

[Verse 1: Peezy]
I just hand counted up 300K
Got a call, it's some clean drank around, I'm on the way
Ninety day grind, let's see how much money I can make
Get your ass up out my way, I knock a chunk up out your face
Got some shit up in the truck of this new rental but not based
Got a Spanish bitch from Harlem, say her favorite rapper Mase
Play at your own risk, runnin' up on me, that shit ain't safe
'Cause I'll pop your ass twenty somethin' times with this Drac', boy
Call Cuzzo up, I need some drank
I ain't got no fuckin' servers on my phone, I'm in the bank
Put my cheese up in the vault 'cause it's too heavy for a safe
Anywhere I go I'm safe, it's Ghetto Boyz in every state, nigga

[Verse 2: Tripstar]
Woah
Hate to put a Presi rose gold plain jane
Yeah, if I can't do nothin' else, I know how to aim, yeah
Ain't no hesitation, I'll pull out and use
Yeah, I shoot to the hood, [?]
[?] sendin' nicks, I was livin' like that
I can spot the shrimp across so I stay in the back
It go back, back, back, lil' bruh back, back
Came right back with the packs, I turn it into racks
Went and bought a brick of-, shh, they changed my life
'Fuse to charge twenty for a tint, they ain't argue the price
I bring out this Jack and then I hit it twice
Woah, [?] a nigga answer so I had to call her twice, woah

[Verse 3: Peezy]
Dior puffer jacket on, off the mic'
Cookin' work, scrape the side of the Pyrex with a knife
I'm out in West Virginia, sell a nigga rocks for twenty-five
I'm out here bendin' corners in a brand new drop that's really mine
Drop sixty-two grams of soft and brought back seventy-five
Don't put too much soda on it, they gon' come back everytime
Ain't no tellin', Soda probably a M before he died
Tell them pussy ass niggas tuck they shit 'cause we outside

[Verse 4: Tripstar]
Yeah, I'm so quick to turn a nigga into a brick
Woah, you ain't tryna get no money, we can't coexist
Woah, I just started rappin' just to cover up my bullshit
Top chef in my trap house, you sellin' bullshit
I went and got that money, ain't nobody bring it to me, yeah
I-85, I took that drive for the price
I go get a rental out at Enterprise
Yeah, tryin' us, that's suicide, all I know is trap or die