This is a song about "Grabbing"

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

And plus i've got the grass you lack, niggas, i be grabbing ass,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

This april: capable of grabbing ladles

That scary love, never get married love

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring