Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song G.R.A.M.S. , by - Jayy Grams. Release date: 11.03.2021
Song language: English
G.R.A.M.S. |
| Yeah, yeah |
| 183rd Street |
| Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is |
| G.R.A.M.S., your shorty say I lay the best pipe |
| She batted an eye so I pitched the ball and I made her catch |
| Your fate attached, you must be trippin' man |
| You must’ve split the Xan' |
| Or you started raw, like you Vince McMahon |
| This shit clear 'til it hit the fan |
| But I’m a optimist, the picture half full like I’m with the fam |
| You niggas sharing them guns, that shit ain’t authentic |
| Wavin' but that arm ain’t yours, fuck, it’s a prosthetic |
| I’m headed to different leadership, this divine crdit |
| Point it then that blood get drawn but I ain’t diabetic (My B) |
| I rhym fetish with some ties to the town |
| I’m attacking the top of the tower, it’s toppling down, ayy, what’s up? |
| You can’t even count on the score right |
| Lo-fi, we built to fight in the circle like Fortnite |
| Like it’s Muay Thai |
| But even they done got extendos |
| Fear making more Tupacs, ain’t no Kimbos here (Yeah, look) |
| Spittin' holy, watch my homie ditch the doley |
| Roll a blunt and hit like Rollie, I cannot let her control me, geez (Real nigga |
| for life) |
| The newest fees come with enemies (Enemies) |
| Ain’t wasting time, bitch, it’s ten a G |
| And now you heard it from me |
| Spittin' holy, watch my homie ditch the doley |
| Roll a blunt and hit like Rollie, I cannot let her control me, geez (Real nigga |
| for life) |
| The newest fees come with enemies (Enemies) |
| Ain’t wasting time, bitch, it’s ten a G |
| And now you heard it from me |