Peewee Longway - For Granted lyrics

Please don't take this hit for granted
Longway, Longway
(I got Kino on the beat)
Please don't take this hit for granted

I done seen a main bitch leave a nigga stranded
Couple hunchos make her take off her panties
Lost a couple racks, tryna get it back to Cali'
Get it right back, burnt out two addies
I just might go and buy myself two Pateks
Lookin' at my wrist, you gon' need two glasses
Thick shit, thick shit, got two asses
I'ma hit both of 'em, multitasking
I'm just dripped in so much fashion
Young nigga Geico gang, go crash it
Trap 'za bags, but I break down candy
Twenty-four/seven, got the backdoor whamming
From the A to the Bay, we got bricks, in New York
Hit the bitch house, fuck, and go trap in the 'Iami
Two Maybach trucks, two Crip blue Lammies
Two big black trucks full of bitches and candies

Call me Peewee, got the name from my granny (Longway)
I charge a fee for the rappin' and sendin'
Sixty ball stuffed in my Mike 'Miri skinny
I like 'em thick, but the lil' booty matters
She eat up the dick off the boot and the Addy
Gotta move out the A, I done blew all the addies
I done called all the plays, I got way too much trappin'
I'm tryna get packs, but they do too much rappin'
Rick Owen, Dior, I'm just trappin' in fashion
Chane' and Dior, let your bitch fill the basket
I pop a tag, ain't doin' no askin'
I bust a bag, ain't swipin' no plastic
One flip of the Sprinklez, this shit gigantic
Longway gon' up it, ain't never gon' panic
Niggas be sleepin' like they takin' Xannies
Please don't take this shit for granted
Longway, bitch

I done seen a main bitch leave a nigga stranded
Couple hunchos make her take off her panties
Lost a couple racks, tryna get it back to Cali'
Get it right back, burnt out two addies
I just might go and buy myself two Pateks
Lookin' at my wrist, you gon' need two glasses
Thick shit, thick shit, got two asses
I'ma hit both of 'em, multitasking
I'm just dripped in so much fashion
Young nigga Geico gang, go crash it
Trap 'za bags, but I break down candy
Twenty-four/seven, got the backdoor whamming
From the A to the Bay, we got bricks, in New York
Hit the bitch house, fuck, and go trap in the 'Iami
Two Maybach trucks, two Crip blue Lammies
Two big black trucks full of bitches and candies