Grapefruit Song Lyrics | LPB Poody

Grapefruit song lyrics was written  by 1K Johnny & LPB Poody and it was released on September 1, 2018. Read the full grapefruit song lyrics below.

LPB POODY | GRAPEFRUIT SONG LYRICS

[Verse 1: 1k Johnny]
Bitch, I be up before the sun, I feel like I popped a bean
She gon’ fuck a nigga, heard we winnin’, she might do the team
That boy ain’t steppin’, what he rap?, he rap ’bout what he seen
My clip full of hollows, when I pop ya, it’s gon’ clear the scene

[Hook: 1k Johnny]
We got hella Glocks and we got chopsticks too
He claim he a shooter, I got shooters, what it do
This Glock here got a dick so Imma show you what it do
Maneuver through your shit, ain’t catchin’ one, I want a few
We got hella Glocks and we got chopsticks too
He claim he a shooter, I got shooters, what it do
This Glock here got a dick so Imma show you what it do
Maneuver through your shit, ain’t catchin’ one, I want a few

[Verse 2: LPB Poody]
Poody on the beat, but I ain’t talkin’ make up
Talkin’ out your mouth, yeah we’ll fuck your face up
Yeah my niggas, they so cut, they kinda like a razor
No Blac Youngsta, but my niggas they gon’ try to shake sum
Move in silence all we know, I told that boy don’t say none
Still in the hood with my hood on, rock it like I’m Treyvon
Bitch, you can’t steal my flow, cause boy this shit here A1
Got so much love for my niggas, they been down since day 1
Hey look
Ballin’ on you niggas, I done scored a triple-double
Jit done got a wall, so you know that you in trouble
I’m tryna make it out, I wanna blow just like a bubble
Niggas hatin’ on me, got em walkin’ from the huttle
Beatin’ up that pussy, she so wet, I left a puddle
That’s all that I can give her, you know I can never love her
I’m really bout my bread, and we gon’ spread it like some butter
Gettin’ cheese don’t move me, I know you heard my brother
Snappin’ on the beat, but when I talk I usually stutter
They don’t care, cause they know I can’t compare to others
Do it for my momma, got to get her out the gutter
Runnin’ up a bag, now I’m walkin’ with a duffle
Really ’bout my chips, no casino, I love them Ruffles
Playin’ in the field, had to get it up off the muscle
Teach a boy the game, I can show you how to hustle
I’m too fly to fuckin’ fight, no, I ain’t tryna tussle

[Hook: 1k Johnny]
We got hella Glocks and we got chopsticks too
He claim he a shooter, I got shooters, what it do
This Glock here got a dick so Imma show you what it do
Maneuver through your shit, ain’t catchin’ one, I want a few
We got hella Glocks and we got chopsticks too
He claim he a shooter, I got shooters, what it do
This Glock here got a dick so Imma show you what it do
Maneuver through your shit, ain’t catchin’ one, I want a few

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