’08 Grand Marquis Lyrics – FattMack

Read the full ’08 Grand Marquis lyrics by FattMack along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Fattmack’s music, you can also explore 5 Minutes and Soul Ties, two other songs by Fattmack.

[Intro]
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Now me and twin in the Benz, we was riding ’round town in an ’08 Grand Marquis
And I ain’t have s*it to my name, but some weed and a handful of pills and a Glock 19
I remember when Kenzie had sent me a text, now I lowkey regret acting like I ain’t see it
I always try not to flex, I take off these baguettes and it’s still all eyes on me
And I also try not to lie, but you asking me s*it, if I told you, you wouldn’t believe
S*it, right now I got yellow ass eyes, little fentanyl, I’m down, but I’m still getting high with my team

Went shopping and bumped into one of my fans, he told me my music been keeping him breathing
I couldn’t give him advice, but I gave him a hug
‘Cause I’m feeling the same and I know what he need

[Verse]
Flip the switch, load the gun, put it up to my brain
I been thinking ’bout dying since I was 16
Used to listen outside of the door, my mama cry late night, she thought I was sleeping
I put everyone with on my back, on the day I fall down, they gon’ put all the blame on me
And the harder I pop it, the more that I miss her
I’m running up dollars without her or with her
She going to college, at night she a stripper, lil’ shorty got knowledge, a bright-ass future
Yeah, I tell her to take off work for the day and whatever you made yesterday, I’ll give you
She told me, “Okay, baby, I’ll come with you
But I really don’t need s*it from a n!gga,” I told her I feel her
It ain’t nothing but guns and drügs sitting up in this vehicle and a couple of killers too
You come around acting acquainted, knowing you ain’t gang, turn into a victim
Yeah, b!tch come around knowing she going, acting like a saint and she gon’ get evicted
You keep on pillow-talking on my name, claiming you a man, acting like a b!tch
And I still be rocking all my chains when I’m all alone, knowing that I shouldn’t
And I still pop out, just me, low-key, I be wishing all would come and kill me
Come and take all my problems away, I been on these pills, so I never feel ’em
And I tried to hide the fact that I’m tired of living as long as I could
Smoking Za while I ride through my hood again, yeah
Thinking ’bout all the s*it that we couldn’t been

[Chorus]
Now me and twin in the Benz, we was riding ’round town in an ’08 Grand Marquis
And I ain’t have s*it to my name, but some weed and a handful of pills and a Glock 19
I remember when Kenzie had sent me a text, now I lowkey regret acting like I ain’t see it
I always try not to flex, I take off these baguettes and it’s still all eyes on me
And I also try not to lie, but you asking me s*it, if I told you, you wouldn’t believe
S*it, right now I got yellow ass eyes, little fentanyl, I’m down, but I’m still getting high with my team
Went shopping and bumped into one of my fans, he told me my music been keeping him breathing
I couldn’t give him advice, but I gave him a hug
‘Cause I’m feeling the same and I know what he need

[Outro]
Yeah
On God
Know what he need