Xciryl - Grams House Lyrics

If you know what I know don't need no handouts
I'm bout to cash out, this product I'm demand now
You'll get fanned down, pop pop yea that's man down
The kitchens always open like I'm at my Grams House

Betta hit up Houdini cuz I aint a trick, a chef in the kitchen this all sauce
The money I'm after aint savin' no bitch they a turn into casper if I fall off
I fell in love wit that sawed off cuzzo came thru wit the drugs now we all gone
Stuffin a wood pink gelato she all lost, african goddess gone eat it like Jalloff
Im Always workin cant call off, now a nigga so fresh so clean
They can go to the gym all they want, she know these niggas aint built like me
No cap in my rap got mo hunnits than dubs nigga, ugh
Slim waist threw a stack on that ass cuz I love figures, ugh

If you know what I know don't need no handouts
I'm bout to cash out, this product I'm demand now
You'll get fanned down, pop pop yea that's man down
The kitchens always open like I'm at my Grams House

Since i got that gravy shawty gave me good Turkey Neck
Lil mama got them Yams on her I might taste if she fresh
Overtime in that Maconni, wanna ride up on this pony
Beat like I'm Jodi, bet she cook like Evette
I stay wit gas so my partner got beans
Kel Tec red dot be hookin' shots like Kareem
Pop Eye off the Spinach got the muscle off Greens
A nigga got mo sauce than Harolds' so we always gone eat lets get it

If you know what I know don't need no handouts
I'm bout to cash out, this product I'm demand now
You'll get fanned down, pop pop yea that's man down
The kitchens always open like I'm at my Grams House