André DeSaint, Mouf - Grime lyrics

I'm on the phone with a bitch like "Ay!"
I got a whole lot planned out for the day
Me and my team took a trip to the A
Met up with some niggas that
Live around the way
I ain't trying to work unless
A nigga gon’ pay
Everything I say could probably make me a K
Fuck one time motherfuck one time
I just hate cops nigga
There ain't no punchline
I’ma go crazy I'ma go dumb
I knew that shit when we laid these drums
If we stay sober she ain't no fun
We gon’ do the thing until there ain't no sun
What you was saying before?
Who is the greatest? You already know
Say what’s the latest? You niggas the latest
As soon as they pay us we ready to go, go!
Okay, I’m finna tweak a bit
I been on fire, I’ma keep it lit
You can tell by the tone
That I greet you with
If you’re scared go to church
Cop an Easter fit
Im trying to get rich from my recent shit
Cause I ain’t really getting paid
From my deeper shit
What's the play? What's the move?
Nigga time out
I be where that Doe B Let Me Find Out
We can hear what you say what you lying bout?
Niggas die everyday what you crying bout?
I’m mean off the bat knock
Em clean off a track i'm a genius that raps
What your lines bout?

Mouf pull up like "Ay!"
I'm about to ruin Dré’s whole damn day
Finna wash up rap, they reply in all caps
Like "I love what you did with the place!"
Gotta go home wash my face
My skin is too silky for all this hate
On my Silky Johnson
She love my silky johnson
I just said it twice cause that's awesome
Common sense? Psh, yeah right man I lost it
Florida repping I don't fuck
With the Dolphins
Carve the PayUp! logo on my coffin
This finna get me to The Garden aww shit!
Or the Rucker's up in Harlem
I ain't trapping I don't know what to call it
Ya'll knuckballing quit pitching
That garbage, ho