90 Day Grind lyrics

[Intro: Tripstar & Peezy]
(SkyDiddy)
Play it slick, put this sh*t
Yeah
Woah
Mm-hm

[Verse 1: Peezy]
I just hand counted up 300K
Got a call, it's some clean drank around, I'm on the way
Ninety day grind, let's see how much money I can make
Get your ass up out my way, I knock a chunk up out your face
Got some sh*t up in the truck of this new rental but not based
Got a Spanish b*tch from Harlem, say her favorite rapper Mase
Play at your own risk, runnin' up on me, that sh*t ain't safe
'Cause I'll pop your ass twenty somethin' times with this Drac', boy
Call Cuzzo up, I need some drank
I ain't got no f*ckin' servers on my phone, I'm in the bank
Put my cheese up in the vault 'cause it's too heavy for a safe
Anywhere I go I'm safe, it's Ghetto Boyz in every state, n*gga

[Verse 2: Tripstar]
Woah
Hate to put a Presi rose gold plain jane
Yeah, if I can't do nothin' else, I know how to aim, yeah
Ain't no hesitation, I'll pull out and use
Yeah, I shoot to the hood, [?]
[?] sendin' nicks, I was livin' like that
I can spot the shrimp across so I stay in the back
It go back, back, back, lil' bruh back, back
Came right back with the packs, I turn it into racks
Went and bought a brick of-, shh, they changed my life
'Fuse to charge twenty for a tint, they ain't argue the price
I bring out this Jack and then I hit it twice
Woah, [?] a n*gga answer so I had to call her twice, woah
[Verse 3: Peezy]
Dior puffer jacket on, off the mic'
Cookin' work, scrape the side of the Pyrex with a knife
I'm out in West Virginia, sell a n*gga rocks for twenty-five
I'm out here bendin' corners in a brand new drop that's really mine
Drop sixty-two grams of soft and brought back seventy-five
Don't put too much soda on it, they gon' come back everytime
Ain't no tellin', Soda probably a M before he died
Tell them pus*y ass n*ggas tuck they sh*t 'cause we outside

[Verse 4: Tripstar]
Yeah, I'm so quick to turn a n*gga into a brick
Woah, you ain't tryna get no money, we can't coexist
Woah, I just started rappin' just to cover up my bullsh*t
Top chef in my trap house, you sellin' bullsh*t
I went and got that money, ain't nobody bring it to me, yeah
I-85, I took that drive for the price
I go get a rental out at Enterprise
Yeah, tryin' us, that's suicide, all I know is trap or die