3G Lyrics – Yeat
Singer: Yeat
Title: 3G
Psyche out (Psycho)
Yeah, yeah
I’m the first one, I’m gon’ turn up ’til morning
f#ckin’ that b#tch and her aunt, yeah (Huh?)
I got the muh’f#ckin’ Glock on me, yeah
I got that .40 like, what? Yeah (Glocky)
I don’t need none of these n#gg#s, nuh-uh (Bow)
Mask on my face like I got rock (What?) yeah
n#gg#s, they talkin’ that sh#t but not I
None of these n#gg#s they raw (What?)
I done pulled up with a whole lotta guap
Pulled up, a whole lotta knots
I done pulled up with a whole lotta thots
Most of these n#gg#s, they opps, uh
I don’t even know why these n#gg#s they opps
Most of these n#gg#s get popped, uh
That was for free and that sh#t was for me
That sh#t, it came with a dot, yeah
That sh#t, it came with a price, ooh
My neck, it came with some ice, ooh
f#ck on your b#tch, that was twice, uh
f#ck on your b#tch, that was twice, uh
I had to go outside ’cause I feel like I was the only one outta space
Uh, where am I? (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, outer space (Oh my God)
Yeah (What?), outer space (Oh my God)
Yeah, outer space, yeah (Oh my God)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Oh my God)
Outer space (Where am I?), outer space, outer space (Oh my God)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Oh my God)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Woah, huh?)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Yeah)
Outer space (Yeah, ayy)
Sheesh, fee, fee
I’ve been countin’ racks ever since 3G (Racks)
Stacking them rackies up, stand like three feet (Yeah)
Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee, hee (Yeah)
My boys, they trapping and selling it
They hitting the block, it go “Hee, hee” (Yeah)
Takin’ the molly, the [?]
That sh#t gon’ hit you like “Hee, hee” (What?)
I just pulled out the Lamb, yeah
I got a slatt like him, yeah
I’m on the side of the Benz, gon’ pull up with molly, I pull up the, yeah
I do this, yeah, I do this, yeah
I’m on the X, I be zooted, yeah
I’m on the Perc, I be fooded
Hop out the four door I swerve, swerve
High, I’m in the sky, I’ma bird, bird
My twizzy sliming, they birds
Yeah, told her “let’s get it” (Get it)
I’ve been up inside the Tonk’, yeah
Who decided you could talk? Yeah
I been chillin’ at the top, yeah
My wrist so heavy, it’s a mop (Lil’ baby)
I just called up my lil’ demon, it told me to take every Perc’ ’til it’s gone (Boot up)
I just woke up (Boot up), take a X for the boot up
Out my mind, b#tch, I’m feeling like Buddha (Out my mind)
Perky heavy, gotta send me a photo
Stilpane, pour the eight in my soda (Yeah, grrrh, grrrh)
I’ve been countin’ racks ever since 3G (Racks)
Stacking them rackies up, stand like three feet (Yeah)
Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee, hee (Yeah)
My boys, they trapping and selling it
They hitting the block, it go “Hee, hee” (Yeah)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Oh my God, huh? What?)
Outer space (Where am I?), outer space, outer space (Huh? Oh my God, woah)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Oh my God)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Huh?)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (Yeah)
Outer space
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