G3ARMATIC – 3Grams

G3ARMATIC – 3Grams Lyrics

Artist: G3ARMATIC
Song: 3Grams

Yeah I keep a stick on me
Know I bloody up the white tee
Smoke on kush I got 3G
Stay on point b#tch I throw 3’s

Load that boy with 100 rounds
You is not yeah you outta bounds
f#ck on that hoe and she making them sounds
Hop off the plane and I’m smuggling pounds

Yeah I keep a stick on me
Know I bloody up the white tee
Smoke on kush I got 3G
Stay on point b#tch I throw 3’s

Load that boy with 100 rounds
You is not yeah you outta bounds
f#ck on that hoe and she making them sounds
Hop off the plane and I’m smuggling pounds

Yeah
I keep a tool on me
I got a thot and she blew on me
I got a hoe and she blew my mind

Say it again, b#tch I’m too divine
Stick on my hip, b#tch I keep a nine
f#ck that hoe don’t take no signs
Got a bad b#tch and she want 4Lines

I-I- I cannot cuff no hoe
Grabbing the choppa and put them in rows
Got a bad b#tch and I open her hole
In love with my money but can’t love a hoe

Wait
Yeah I got a chop let it blow
Gon shoot that chop and it dont shoot low
I keep a stick, yeah no Xhulooo

He wanna feat, yeah I tell him “no”
Yeah I keep a stick on me
Know I bloody up the white tee
Smoke on kush I got 3G

Stay on point b#tch I throw 3’s
Load that boy with 100 rounds
You is not yeah you outta bounds
f#ck on that hoe and she making them sounds

Hop off the plane and I’m smuggling pounds
Yeah I keep a stick on me
Know I bloody up the white tee
Smoke on kush I got 3G

Stay on point b#tch I throw 3’s
Load that boy with 100 rounds
You is not yeah you outta bounds
f#ck on that hoe and she making them sounds

Hop off the plane and I’m smuggling pounds
Where was you at when I was at my low?
Where was you at when I wanted to grow?
Wanted to blow up, sold my soul

You didn’t show up, you a hoe
Were where you at? You don’t know
Were where you at? I don’t know
Swervin lanes, new Lambo

Woah
In a circle with a Baphomet
You get sacrificed if you ain’t sh#t
In the triple six not Toronto

Gas real stinky like B.O, though
Weirdo tryna be me, though
Getting these chips like Fritos, though
My pockets fat, need Keto, though

Yeah I keep a stick on me
Know I bloody up the white tee
Smoke on kush I got 3G
Stay on point b#tch I throw 3’s

Load that boy with 100 rounds
You is not yeah you outta bounds
f#ck on that hoe and she making them sounds
Hop off the plane and I’m smuggling pounds

Yeah I keep a stick on me
Know I bloody up the white tee
Smoke on kush I got 3G
Stay on point b#tch I throw 3’s

Load that boy with 100 rounds
You is not yeah you outta bounds
f#ck on that hoe and she making them sounds
Hop off the plane and I’m smuggling pounds
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Release Year: 2022