This is a song about "Grand pr"

For 5 grand, with intentions to expand

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Just made like a hundred grand

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

I am the grand in grand theft auto street

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

You're my grand prize only on my second try

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

I made it out a land where they die before they see a hundred grand

You still misunderstand my grand rap though

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow