Grain Of Salt by KID KWAZii Lyrics
*Fight Audio*
I'm only 16
I'm tryna make sure that my whip clean
Need a cool whip no whip cream
Got a big beam and a pimp ring no simping
I heard you niggas don't like me
But your girl do
She gon' ask for a playback
I'm young and I'm gifted and black and so probably next year I'm gon' have a Maybach
And nigga I'm laid back
Cause I stay strapped
Label told me don't say that
I don't have a girlfriend
I just know a girl who would get mad if she heard me say that
I see a lot more than I speak about
Itty bitty nigga talking' shit I bet I beat him out
Comin' with the flow to blow your whole speakers out your back window
Bitch I'm really getting heated now
Undeated for a reason I don't speak it out
Got a mop not to clean this house but to clean it out
Got your bitch complaining talking' bout she never eating out
Took her on a hike up a mountain and took my penis out
Spin a nigga block like a CD sipping' Fiji
While your wifey please me
Nigga said it's on sight when he see me
Caught him lackin' now he actin' like Stevie
Wonder who these new niggas tryna be me
Take it's easy KWAZii back with DC on a beat
Guaranteed to pop like a BB
Guns on the T.V screen that is 3D
(Oh fuck)
Okay damn nigga damn
Yeah I'm going in, going ham
I'm seeing you as a lamb
Nigga I just am what I am
And what I am is a problem
I'm looking for a nigga who could solve 'em
I was cast from the church like a goblin
Chopsticks got the block lit
Bad bitch looking chocolate
Sandwich wit' a hot bitch
Topless took her shopping
My gang look at your clique
Your girl just an average
My bitch Pocahontas
Look at this money I'm earnin'
Look at these virgins I'm burnin'
My purchases stirring accounts
And my cash flow determines my courage
So ask yourself if your deserving or if you are serving my purpose
I'm purging the surface like germans did
I'm making waves like the currents did
Currency make it more urgent
Assuring a clean crime like detergent
I'm learning your
Moves bitch get out the way
Nigga you a lame go away
Niggas tryna merge in my lane on the highway
Shoot 'til the brain matter spray
Red mist in the air like glade
Give your bitch the D no wade
Wait that was your girl no way
'Cause she was at my crib all day
Blood on my hands while I write this
Shit won't ask off man I tried it
Angel on my shoulder give advice quick
While the devil in the mirror tryna fight it
Wouldn't it be ironic if niggas liked it
Wouldn't it be so funny if niggas hyped it
Wouldn't you be a dummy if you start typing
Goddamn nigga read my mind you a psychic
Oh no no no no no no no no nigga please don't gas me
Just like a Tesla I'm moving full speed
That mean ain't no way you could pass me
Plus I'm Indigenous in this bitch nigga
There's no goddamn way you could tax me
And I'm with my boy like backstreet
She wanna fuck in the crib, nah backseat
Yuh DC bring 'em drums in
KWAZii killa they start runnin'
(I could say whatever the fuck I want, it don't even matter y'all nigga gon' fuck with it anyways)
*laugh* bitch
You already know it's your boy flash
DEXGANG 'till we fucking die, 'till the fucking grave man
Yuh dig
I'm only 16
I'm tryna make sure that my whip clean
Need a cool whip no whip cream
Got a big beam and a pimp ring no simping
I heard you niggas don't like me
But your girl do
She gon' ask for a playback
I'm young and I'm gifted and black and so probably next year I'm gon' have a Maybach
And nigga I'm laid back
Cause I stay strapped
Label told me don't say that
I don't have a girlfriend
I just know a girl who would get mad if she heard me say that
I see a lot more than I speak about
Itty bitty nigga talking' shit I bet I beat him out
Comin' with the flow to blow your whole speakers out your back window
Bitch I'm really getting heated now
Undeated for a reason I don't speak it out
Got a mop not to clean this house but to clean it out
Got your bitch complaining talking' bout she never eating out
Took her on a hike up a mountain and took my penis out
Spin a nigga block like a CD sipping' Fiji
While your wifey please me
Nigga said it's on sight when he see me
Caught him lackin' now he actin' like Stevie
Wonder who these new niggas tryna be me
Take it's easy KWAZii back with DC on a beat
Guaranteed to pop like a BB
Guns on the T.V screen that is 3D
(Oh fuck)
Okay damn nigga damn
Yeah I'm going in, going ham
I'm seeing you as a lamb
Nigga I just am what I am
And what I am is a problem
I'm looking for a nigga who could solve 'em
I was cast from the church like a goblin
Chopsticks got the block lit
Bad bitch looking chocolate
Sandwich wit' a hot bitch
Topless took her shopping
My gang look at your clique
Your girl just an average
My bitch Pocahontas
Look at this money I'm earnin'
Look at these virgins I'm burnin'
My purchases stirring accounts
And my cash flow determines my courage
So ask yourself if your deserving or if you are serving my purpose
I'm purging the surface like germans did
I'm making waves like the currents did
Currency make it more urgent
Assuring a clean crime like detergent
I'm learning your
Moves bitch get out the way
Nigga you a lame go away
Niggas tryna merge in my lane on the highway
Shoot 'til the brain matter spray
Red mist in the air like glade
Give your bitch the D no wade
Wait that was your girl no way
'Cause she was at my crib all day
Blood on my hands while I write this
Shit won't ask off man I tried it
Angel on my shoulder give advice quick
While the devil in the mirror tryna fight it
Wouldn't it be ironic if niggas liked it
Wouldn't it be so funny if niggas hyped it
Wouldn't you be a dummy if you start typing
Goddamn nigga read my mind you a psychic
Oh no no no no no no no no nigga please don't gas me
Just like a Tesla I'm moving full speed
That mean ain't no way you could pass me
Plus I'm Indigenous in this bitch nigga
There's no goddamn way you could tax me
And I'm with my boy like backstreet
She wanna fuck in the crib, nah backseat
Yuh DC bring 'em drums in
KWAZii killa they start runnin'
(I could say whatever the fuck I want, it don't even matter y'all nigga gon' fuck with it anyways)
*laugh* bitch
You already know it's your boy flash
DEXGANG 'till we fucking die, 'till the fucking grave man
Yuh dig