Hand On The Grain

I got my hand on the grain
On them thangs when I swang by
Niggas got them cheap ass rims
We ain't the same guy
Don Ke hurting they ass
I'm in my lane high
Eight or nine coats of clear
So let the paint dry
Nigga, killing the city ain't nothing bigger
Haters lame
Posting they bitches so we can get them on the one way
Blessing the street just cause it's Sunday
Down in H town
These jackas know it's some gunplay
Skating
Peeling their top just cause they hating
Niggas nervous
It's valet service and no waiting, I'm impatient
Doubled the pay so I can play
Got a handful of diamonds riding slab today
Hand on the grain while I swangin' on the runway
Diamonds up against the wood ain't that caddy looking good
Hand on the grain while I swangin' on the runway
Diamonds up against the wood ain't that caddy looking good
L.S. under hood, pay the bag, it's overstood
When I hit the block, I feel like a superstar
Thought they wanted to see me, they just wanna see the car
No top took off the bra, let my haters see who I are
Club close, ain't gotta go far
We gon' pull up like some stars
Trunks sounding like a band
Foes chopping like a fan
Spent at least 200 grand to show the hood
I'm the man
Me and Don slabbed this
You ain't seen the black this wet
Hell yeah, I paid a check
The past five break nicks
Been ballin' in the Tex
Big Cuban on Neck
All I know to do is flex
Swangin' wide, almost wreck time