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30 Deep Grimeyy Feat. Lil Baby "Loose Screw" (Official Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
30 Deep Grimeyy
30 Deep Grimeyy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arthur James Pressley III
Arthur James Pressley III
Songwriter
Martin McCurtis
Martin McCurtis
Composer
Dominique' Jones
Dominique' Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Helluva
Helluva
Producer

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Uh Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Grimeyy I'm a fucking loose screw, nigga, on gang Loose screw Code red This bitch ride on (Helluva made this beat, baby) I heard them goofies say fuck me, well, it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas 'round me, 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch, 'cause I'm a loose screw I heard them goofies say fuck me, well, it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas 'round me, 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch, 'cause I'm a loose screw Flew my bitch out to Miami now we fuckin' on the beach All that loud mouth shit, you better practice what you preach 30 Deep the gang, that's what I bang, you will set my brother free Just got that call from lil' cuz, he'll be dead in a week Niggas was falling for them hoes, I fell in love with my .8 Had to leave her 'cause she found out I was creeping with Drac' Ramen noodles in that slammer, now it's steak on my plate And I won't buy me no more jewelry tryna stack for a Wraith I did that time by myself, ain't no nigga sent me nothin' You see your opp up in that jam, then you better get to scuffin' Catch a goofy, whack a goofy, ain't no time for discussion Popped his ass like a pill, 'nother kill, now I'm buzzin' I heard them goofies say fuck me, well, it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas 'round me, 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch, 'cause I'm a loose screw I heard them goofies say fuck me, well, it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas 'round me, 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch, 'cause I'm a loose screw Goofy ass nigga, get the fuck back Get a nigga wet for a rack, this shit getting outta hand Running up the money, I ain't running outta bands I'll run off in the bank before I run off on my man Certified super head, she do it with no hands Closet worth a million, got like three hundred in pants He want me to sign 'em, he been begging for a chance But I know he gone try and murk something when he get 50 bands Sitting down in a cell, I ain't look down, I hold my head up Whole life, been a rock-star, I tote that heavy metal Shout out my 'migo, get blocks like Griselda Make sure I bring my new whips through the ghetto Run like Mayweather, he just dodged a elbow Work every day, too much paper on my schedule All these loose screws, we can tighten up whatever I keep me a hammer, a ladder, a nail for 'em I heard them goofies say fuck me, well, it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas 'round me, 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch, 'cause I'm a loose screw I heard them goofies say fuck me, well, it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas 'round me, 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch, 'cause I'm a loose screw The only thing be on my mind is moving my mama off the sect' I got a brother in that jam and got a brother on my neck I done robbed a lot of niggas trying to run me up a check My BM just hit my line, says she want some more baguette Grimeyy Duce the Grim Reaper, fighting bodies in my sleep Gave Pistol 25 'cause he on a kill streak Plug deep, he with that fin, now he looking for the tweaks Rough you up for your phone, he a bully for them geeks In that slammer, stood ten, I ain't never take a loss Hit the nigga, get stabbed for a pack of hot sauce Cup O'Noodles and some Lay's get a nigga knocked off Co-defendant turned rat for some shit I popped off Keep that .40 on my side, I'll blow it like a flute Had to cut my brother off, I should've knew he was a goof Since that shit on Natural Bridge, niggas knew I was the truth Mama told me since the womb, she just knew I was a Deuce
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, Dominique Jones, Arthur Pressley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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