Rob the Hippie - Jermaine Lyrics

Something quick, on me
Off top, on God

Visions of
Getting the money
Grinding from
Monday to Sunday
Feeling like Baby
I'm stunning
Hop in the whip
It transform like a gundam
Watch me just shine
Like eclipse
Pusha T, grindin' like Clipse
You cannot get it
Like this
I'm all in my feelings again

Visions of
Getting the money
Grinding from
Monday to Sunday
Feeling like Baby
I'm stunning
Hop in the whip
It transform like a gundam
Watch me just shine
Like eclipse
Pusha T, grindin' like Clipse
You cannot get it
Like this
I'm all in my feelings again

Villain amongst all the friends
Wait till I hop
In the Benz
And we don't fold or bend
And you gone with the wind
Damn, hit my phone again
Anytime you got a problem
And you know
I'm taking shots, calling them
I'm an alcoholic
And I'm off the nicotine now
And she with
The whole team, wow
And I like my girls mean now
Regina George pop it for me now
Black heart
Baby, till I black out
Kurt Angle
Baby wanna tap out
Max Keeble
Back up in the house now, ay
Gideon Graves out the grave
Gideon Graves out the grave
Hopped off the porch
Hopped off the plane
I ain't playin' no
Bored games, on God
I'm all in my feelings
And stuff
I had to get it out
The mud
It's nothing to me
Watch me stunt
Evil Knievel
These hoes so deceiving
Hit my phone
If you got problem
Hit my phone
If you got problem

Grinding from Monday to Sunday
It's nothin', it's nothin'
I really just does it
I'm up and I'm buzzin'
You don't got no bumble
You just wanna mumble
It ain't nothin'
I ain't cocky baby
I ain't humble
I'm so drunk
Watch me stumble
Last night
I was off the mushrooms