10 GRAMS Lyrics – Bravie WoBlak
Singer: Bravie WoBlak
Title: 10 GRAMS
[Chous]:
10 grams
50 grams
100 grams
f#ck it man
Let’s just not even discuss the plan
O-M-G
A whole Key
N*gg*s eating
I won’t let em eat
I ain’t tripping
Let em Rest In Peace
[1st Verse]:
I just told you how it happened
Late night on them blocks
Trapping never caught me lacking
Bravie known for pistol packing
40 or the 9
Cocked back
I’m a get the clapping
Who you wit
f#ck what u claim
I was in my auntie house
Over the stove whipping Cain
Pockets Dirty
Time to serve another feign
Them n#gg#s ask me what I’m moving
I said Shhhh not a thing…
[Chous]:
10 grams
50 grams
100 grams
f#ck it man
Let’s just not even discuss the plan
Omg A whole Key
n#gg#s eating I won’t let em eat
I ain’t tripping let em Rest In Peace
[Bridge]:
I was in the crib with the stove on
In the trap house and my phone blowing
Now I’m outside got my sh#t going
On the strip catching licks wit good motion
Breaking nights never know what time it is putting work in cause I gotta grind this year
I cud never ever let the feigns Down
Haven’t left the spot in like a Ik week now man
[Chous]:
10 grams
50 grams
100 grams
f#ck it man
Let’s just not even discuss the plan
Omg A whole Key
n#gg#s eating I won’t let em eat
I ain’t tripping let em Rest In Peace
[2nd Verse]:
I’ve been on my grizzly had to cop the yopper it’s that Braviewo Season this that front I pop ya I get boxes of free bullets like a military marksman dropping bodies counting up like mad max on shottas All my pieces always hitting I don’t need consignment you treat consignment like it’s yours you ain’t even grinding
Another Flip I’m getting money like I’m Big And Fifty They say he live like this n#gg# Bravie Run the City Man that’s on my City Yeh it’s on Til December then December came
f#ck the Fame but they still gonna know my name Busy Brav Both hands on the 9 Yall ain’t even safe gotta prob you get outta place a slug a hit ya face [gunshot] They Got me gripping on this Gun again[gunshot] They Got me gripping on this gun again
Yeh Shots for all you n#gg#s trying come for me I Keep a few grams in the kitchen I got the recipe
[Chous]:
10 grams
50 grams
100 grams
f#ck it man
Let’s just not even discuss the plan
Omg A whole Key
n#gg#s eating I won’t let em eat
I ain’t tripping let em Rest In Peace
[2nd Chorus]:
I was in the crib with the stove on
In the trap house and my phone blowing
Now I’m outside got my sh#t going
On the strip catching licks wit good motion
Breaking nights never know what time it is putting work in cause I gotta grind this year
I cud never ever let the feigns Down
Haven’t left the spot in like a Ik week now man
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