Hoodrich, Pablo Juan, Brodinski – Graveyard Shift Lyrics
Artist: Hoodrich, Pablo Juan, Brodinski
Song: Graveyard Shift
Fresh as a b#tch like I’m Fonzworth Bentley
I see you haters through Cartier lenses
I handle it, I don’t let b#tches in my business
Shooter with me, they gon’ leave the clip empty
f#ck the Mazi, n#gg#, go get the Bentley
I beat the charges, ain’t no cases pendin’
I pop the Perc, but I should’ve took Ritalin
I f#ck that b#tch, 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 f#ck with these n#gg#s, 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, n#gg#, I keep artillery
Fresh Prince, f#ck a b#tch 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, f#ck 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 b#tch like I’m Fonzworth Bentley
I see you haters through Cartier lenses
I handle it, I don’t let b#tches in my business
Shooter with me, they gon’ leave the clip empty
f#ck the Mazi, n#gg#, go get the Bentley
I beat the charges, ain’t no cases pendin’
I pop the Perc, but I should’ve took Ritalin
I f#ck that b#tch, 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 n#gg# trappin’, came up off a quarter
n#gg#, I’m rich for sure, not sort of
Serve a n#gg#, better come place your order
Need the whole thing, n#gg#, don’t come shorter
I’m up late night with the killers and snorters
I’m brighter than night, n#gg#, don’t I look gorgeous
We shootin’ that n#gg# like we was the stores
Count up the money, b#tch, 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
f#ck that lil b#tch and tell her keep my mail
Brr, brr, sale after sale
Wholesale, let my lil n#gg# do retail
He pay first, I lower the ticket, that’s presale
Fresh as a b#tch, rock Chanel for males
Fresh as a b#tch like I’m Fonzworth Bentley
I see you haters through Cartier lenses
I handle it, I don’t let b#tches in my business
Shooter with me, they gon’ leave the clip empty
f#ck the Mazi, n#gg#, go get the Bentley
I beat the charges, ain’t no cases pendin’
I pop the Perc, but I should’ve took Ritalin
I f#ck that b#tch, 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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From the album:
The Matrix (feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2018