Lil Darius - Pints & Grams lyrics

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I'm on my way up to the top
Just gotta take my time
I love the way to sip pop
Spend two-fifty every line
I'm havin' shots like a bar
I hope a pussy don't try
Spent eighty thousand on a car 'cause I
Just like the way it whines
I really feel it my time
I'ma stand on my grind
Love the way my shit shine
Fell in love with these diamonds
I wanna build her like Kylie
I'ma keep movin' these pounds
I'm the neighborhood trapper
I'm servin' pints and grams

I got a lot on my plate
So l been movin' that weight
Two-four, play with that Drac', I'm Mr 448
And I don't go on dates, gotta fuck now
Can't wait
I'm walking 'round like a birthday
They know I get cake shе know I don't got no
Heart, she want to chill
Just play your part
She stayеd down through the hard times
So I bought her a Audemar
Growing up we had it hard
And now we livin' large
And we go AMGs and SRTs
We came up from stealin' cars
I sip hella drank
In the booth I'm nodding off
I'm on it daily, I can't stop
Can't take no time off
I think 'bout money all the time
Can't take my mind off it
Can't take my mind off it, yeah
I can't take my mind off it

I'm on my way up to the top
Just gotta take my time
I love the way to sip pop
Spend two-fifty every line
I'm havin' shots like a bar
I hope a pussy don't try
Spent eighty thousand on a car 'cause I
Just like the way it whines
I really feel it my time
I'ma stand on my grind
Love the way my shit shine
Fell in love with these diamonds
I wanna build her like Kylie
I'ma keep movin' these pounds
I'm the neighborhood trapper
I'm servin' pints and grams

Ass up, face down, water on my neck
Might drown eating a lamb chop in the Lamb'
These turkey bags goin' ham
We the young niggas with the answers
I got turnt up off of grams
And now I'm flyin' PJ
I was in a PJ on the 'Gram
Every time I'm out my mind, I'm patient
You ain't doing it right if
You ain't havin' no haters
I'm outside, can't post my location
Never know what they on
These niggas might take me
All cash on a 'Cat, drop eighty
I love designer, my shirt Celine
My jeans expensive, Amiri, and
My drink not green, it's red
Yeah, I sip 250 a line
I bought it 3000 a pint
I really do love these diamonds
I spend 'bout a hundred on ice
In the 'Cat with one in the head
I cannot get caught at no light
If you ain't a bitch that's
Gettin' money, then sorry, you not my type

I'm on my way up to the top
Just gotta take my time
I love the way to sip pop
Spend two-fifty every line
I'm havin' shots like a bar
I hope a pussy don't try
Spent eighty thousand on a car 'cause I
Just like the way it whines
I really feel it my time
I'ma stand on my grind
Love the way my shit shine
Fell in love with these diamonds
I wanna build her like Kylie
I'ma keep movin' these pounds
I'm the neighborhood trapper
I'm servin' pints and grams