Grams lyrics

[Verse 1: Texako]
Ice on me b*tch I don’t need a fan
In the coupe with the gang, do you know who I am?
b*tch stop trippin I know you pop xans
I’m the plug b*tch I’m yo man
He only serving like 3, 4 grams
Aye, he only serving got 3, 4 grams
Aye yuh, big ...
She giving top like a ceiling fan
Swing my way hoe like god damn
I’m in the trap wit the pots and the pans
Making that noise I’m like here I am
Buddha b*tch she wanna kick it
All in her mouth n*gga, I feel like Dennis, Rodman
Why I stick my whole rod in
Two door coupe only one b*tch hop in
Think she a ... but ... b*tch ain't hidin'
They give me Percs yeah I turn to a diamond
I’m not impressed b*tch, I’m like Simon
I di*k her down and I’m hittin' hеr hymen

[Verse 2: Tyzen]
Guap on me, ATM
Spending mе? Yes I am
I’m in love with this cash
It’s like a drug I won’t lie about that
Only ever gon' chase one b*tch and that b*tches name is Elizabeth
But nowadays Karmas the only b*tch that I’m tryna impress
Cause I done done some sh*t that I just would want comin back to me
So I get down on my knees and I pray
Thanksgiving like everyday
Sometimes I don’t know what to say
Sometimes I don’t know what to say
I just ask for forgiveness for all of my sins
[Verse 3: Texako]
In the coupe with the gang, do you know who I am?
b*tch stop trippin I know you pop xans
I’m the plug b*tch I’m yo man
He only serving like 3, 4 grams
Aye, he only serving got 3, 4 grams
Aye yuh, big ...
In the coupe with the gang, do you know who I am?
b*tch stop trippin I know you pop xans
I’m the plug b*tch I’m yo man
He only serving like 3, 4 grams
Aye, he only serving got 3, 4 grams
Aye yuh, big ...

[Outro: Texako]
In the coupe with the gang, do you know who I am?
b*tch stop trippin I know you pop xans
I’m the plug b*tch I’m yo man
He only serving like 3, 4 grams
Aye, he only serving got 3, 4 grams
Aye yeah, big ...