Graveyard Shift (feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

Lyrics

Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
 I see you haters through Cartier lenses
 I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business
 Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty
 Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley
 I beat the charges, ain't no cases pendin'
 I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin
 I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney
 Chef in the kitchen, I'm fryin' the chickens
 Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinnin'
 Shoppin' for cookies with no lemons
 Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it
 Callin' for bags, wanna know the ticket
 Dependin', is you gettin' gas or the midget?
 I push the weight like I was a gymnast
 I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins
 I might just kick you, the boot in my Timberlands
 I don't fuck with these niggas, they some frenemies
 Ride with the stick, I'm stackin' up Benjamins
 VS1 diamonds on me and they glistenin'
 Shh, you know the feds listenin'
 I got that pound cake and I'm deliverin'
 I ain't paranoid, nigga, I keep artillery
 Fresh Prince, fuck a bitch look like Hilary
 Ooh, drank too much lean, they said its killin' me
 V on my ski mask stand for the villainy
 She swallow the babies, I don't want no children
 I used to trap right in front of the building
 Now I'm rich, pinna go buy me a building
 I want the pints of the Hi Tech sealed
 Water on me like a Navy SEAL
 Pablo with the Juan like David Copperfield
 Designer closet, it look like a cotton field
 One on one, shawty, he keep the Glock on him
 I go to Broccoli, fuck with my patna dem
 I made the white boy break the rim
 I go buy one and I'm takin' ten
 Cook on the same stove that the cookies bakin' in
 When I go in Louis V, don't ask what I spend
 Lord forgive me, 'cause I know that I sinned
 Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
 I see you haters through Cartier lenses
 I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business
 Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty
 Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley
 I beat the charges, ain't no cases pendin'
 I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin
 I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney
 Chef in the kitchen, I'm fryin' the chickens
 Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinnin'
 Shoppin' for cookies with no lemons
 Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it
 Callin' for bags, wanna know the ticket
 Dependin', is you gettin' gas or the midget?
 I push the weight like I was a gymnast
 I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins
 Grill is hot, got to cool it with water
 Young nigga trappin', came up off a quarter
 Nigga, I'm rich for sure, not sort of
 Serve a nigga, better come place your order
 Need the whole thing, nigga, don't come shorter
 I'm up late night with the killers and snorters
 I'm brighter than night, nigga, don't I look gorgeous
 We shootin' that nigga like we was the stores
 Count up the money, bitch, don't break my scale
 Scale on the floor, I go weigh up a whale
 I don't see haters like I could read Braille
 Fuck that lil bitch and tell her keep my mail
 Brr, brr, sale after sale
 Wholesale, let my lil nigga do retail
 He pay first, I lower the ticket, that's presale
 Fresh as a bitch, rock Chanel for males
 Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
 I see you haters through Cartier lenses
 I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business
 Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty
 Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley
 I beat the charges, ain't no cases pendin'
 I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin
 I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney
 Chef in the kitchen, I'm fryin' the chickens
 Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinnin'
 Shoppin' for cookies with no lemons
 Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it
 Callin' for bags, wanna know the ticket
 Dependin', is you gettin' gas or the midget?
 I push the weight like I was a gymnast
 I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:31
Key
11
Tempo
120 BPM

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