RUNNING LOW

[Verse]
Back to the basics
I been killin shit
But these bustas think I'm playing
Every time I pull up with it
Another day Another dollar
So I'm writing all my shit
Bitch
I don't worry bout these bustas
Give a fuck about em
Watch me slide on the bitches
The way I ride on these hoes
Every time I'm breaking up the fucking bud
I need the smoke
It's like I'm alienated
My thoughts are never complacent
I'm running low almost empty
And I never seem to keep up the shit
All these words that I spit
Be my curse, can't get ovеr it
And all these fucking bustas thinking they thе fucking reaper
Bitch It's Grimm I'm the motherfucking sleeper
Get my bag like I'm white boy Rick
Bitches talk that shit
Cuz they thinkin they the one
Like y'all know me
G R I to the fuckin double M M
And I'm breaking all these bitches down
They never see me coming
Ima fuckin squash em leave them bitches wondering
I'm breaking em up and I never be giving a fuck
Watch me runnin' up, pullin' up
All the smoke got me gassed up