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bravie woblak - 10 grams lyrics

[chorus]:
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
c+cked 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+ggas ask me what i’m moving
i said shhhh not a thing…
[chorus]:
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

[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 l!cks 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 week now man!
[chorus]:
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

[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 count em up
like mad max on shottas
all my pieces always hitting
i don’t need consignmen
t 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+gga 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+ggas trying come for me
i keep a few grams in the kitchen i got that recipe
[chorus]:
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

[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 l!cks 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 week now man!

- bravie woblak lyrics

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