Grind Mode by Ola Playa Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hundred K on froze, I'm in grind mode
Big bank rolls, come from grind mode
Real street code, it’s called grind mode
They locked up moe, we in crime mode
It's fifteen, (waddup) Let's pretend
We got a lot of birds at the jewelry in (ok fool)
They wanna get booked by us cause we win
These niggas gon’ hate on you even though it's a sin (yeah)
But we gon' win, we winnin'

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I got bitches from Florida folllowin' me back to Georgia (woo)
Just to look at the Cola
Just to whip up the yola
Hundred K for my soldier
Hundred K for my daughter
Fifty more for her mother
I'm a boss man like Sosa
Baby baby baby I can get that dope from you
And bring it back like the '80s
I'm bleedin’ red as a cherry, even green like the Navy
I love Molly, fuck Montana
We may have us a baby
Or I can whip a couple babies
Bring me two I can whip five bags like the Jacksons
Or I might [?] ass like the Braxtons
I remember we were standin’ on concrete servin' J’s Asprins
(remember that)
Til we found out grind mode work magic
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hundred K on froze, I'm in grind mode
Big bank rolls, come from grind mode
Real street code, it's called grind mode
They locked up moe, we in crime mode
It's fifteen, (waddup) Let’s pretend
We got a lot of birds at the jewelry in (ok fool)
They wanna get booked by us cause we win
These niggas gon' hate on you even though it's a sin (yeah)
But we gon' win, we winnin'

[Verse 2: Ola Playa]
We winnin', you on the outside lookin' in
These niggas ain't your friends (uh-uh)
They wanna be in the position you in (ha)
Street sweep the niggas like a dust pan I ain't playin'
Clean the block, sanitize 'em
Blood bath, baptize em (sshhhh)
Bleed the block, bleed the rock
Turn a square to a rectangle
Jump Chris Angel ('Caine) mathematician
Young magician, do magic
I do numbers, no fumbles
Lex Luger, flex Summer

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hundred K on froze, I'm in grind mode
Big bank rolls, come from grind mode
Real street code, it's called grind mode
They locked up moe, we in crime mode
It's fifteen, (waddup) Let's pretend
We got a lot of birds at the jewelry in (ok fool)
They wanna get booked by us cause we win
These niggas gon' hate on you even though it's a sin (yeah)
But we gon' win, we winnin'
[Verse: Ola Playa]
Slimeeee
You can wrap a nickel
You can wrap a chicken
Some niggas rap niggas, some niggas wrap chickens
You can use a stick, use a, or a egg beater
I'ma use a stick, use a stick, and a eggbeater (skrt)

[Verse: Young Thug]
All these cakes fake hit em with 'bout eight
Walk up on a pussy (and what?)
Make sure he ain't straight (blatt blatt)
Hop up in my bar (rrt) crank up that lil engine
Oh they think I'm trippin' (what?)
Blood gon' think I'm trippin' (Aye)
Ola Playa ig'nant
I super charge my engine (rr)
I fortune on my image, go broke tryna mimic
This pyrex fuckin' vision (skrt)
Got me reppin' Bentley
The slime shit in me, have your ass in missin'
Hundred Round Semi's (huh?)
Oh he ain't think this shit was in me?
Catch a fuck nigga brippin'
Hit 'em with the the AK46'S
Or the Mac 11's or the Mac 90's
Lil player slimy, plus I'm fuckin' grimy
[Verse: Ola Playa]
Choppers with bananas, stendos with the hammers red bandanas
Coke and arm and hammer
Thousand gram man, drop head Phantom (Hey Mane)
Oh they stop and stare, oh they stop and stare (Swerve)
Walkin' chandelier, plus I'm crystal clear
Engine in the rear

[Outro: Young Thug]
The S is for Slug
The L is for Love
The I is for me
You know the E for everything
You know the E for everything
Got VVS's on my tinted just swangin', ooh they just swangin'
We doin' nothin but gang bangin' (B's up C's Down)
We doin' nothin but gang bangin' (blatt blatt)