Grease Lyrics

Yeah, holdup

Yeah, woah

Yeah, holdup

Woah, woah

What you need homie? I got tree on me

I got grease on me, night-crawling scene, homie

Too much on my mind I don't be showing, I don't say what I be knowing

Yeah, hold up

Walking around with the grease on me, spending the guap, spending brioche on it

Don't give a fuck what you be on, I got the room all neon

Vlone on me, got the V on me, rolling this gas got the tree on me

Might get sick no disease, homie, loud pack on me, it be shouting

Hit that bitch from the side till she shouting, I just be zooted, I be lounging

Taz gon' pull up with beams out here

Brand new Kel-Tec for the fiends now, ran it up quick was a breeze now

I own this gas, got the tree now, off the narcotic I lean out

I got the motherfucking green, I'm chilling out with the green now

All fucked up like I was beaned out, pull rocking all my Adidas out

You say you about it, we'll see about it, I had nothing, had to dream about it

Hold up

I had nothing, had to dream about it

I tweak, I geek for no reason now, I be tweaking I geek for no reason now

Why you geeked out? You ain't OG about it, rolling this gas got the tree around

Yeah, I'm on that shit you gotta read about, posted up with new fleece in town

Pulling up in a beast mode now, in a Vette, speed racing out

Run it up, then I run it down, pulling up with a haunted round

Hollow round

Yeah, holdup

What you need homie? I got tree on me

I got grease on me, night-crawling scene, homie

Too much on my mind I don't be showing, I don't say what I be knowing

Hold up, yeah

(I know, Haidy)