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TRAGIC by 3300GRIM Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Hook:
Stop playing with the dick bitch gone head gag it , you be fuckin with them lame ass niggas that's tragic. spent racks on the fit but he ain't swaggin
I spent racks on the stick and I'm gone blast it, I spent racks on this stick just to go jackin
Feel like biggie smalls in this fuckin avirex jacket ,in my RMC jeans its a big ratchet
Verse:
Weak ass nigga got a gun think he gangster .. fuck nigga what ever makes you happy. I'm a entrepreneur tryna run up rackys, I was 14 in my room weighing up baggies , you was 14 getting jugged smoking tea baggies. nigga I'm the big dog lil nigga you a poodle ,boy this iron get hot get popped likе a strudle , all dogs go to heaven byе bye nigga tootles
3300FM that's the radio station everything I make a god damn classic. got ya bitch streaming 3300 on apple, bitch clutch pulling up wit the woods and the Snapple. man its been a while imma drop a Duce in a apple. 2 sluts on my nuts, know a young nigga had to. got her blowing on my wood while her friend
Lick my cashews, bitch where yo inner freak? lil hoe get nasty!
Hook2:
Stop playing with the dick bitch gone head gag it , you be fuckin with them lame ass niggas that's tragic. spent racks on the fit but he ain't swaggin
I spent racks on the stick and I'm gone blast it, I spent racks on this stick just to go jackin
Feel like biggie smalls in this fuckin avirex jacket ,in my RMC jeans its a big ratchet
Verse2: and this R got a green beam, make it shoot accurate
For the shit that I'm smokin on, nigga we taxing
Tell the geek hit the alley way nigga I'm sketching ,the block hot cops come, nigga I'm bailing ! how y'all getting so many times still ain't felons ? u can't put shit past no nigga. no telling !?
In a foreign car going fast in my own section . she wanna give me head while I drive, might just let her. broke the bitch back rolled a blunt now she feel better. gave ya bitch back felt bad, now I feel better. man these air max make me run to the racks faster. I'm a highly intelligent ignorant black bastard. got these stripper hoes getting church money from the paster . u can tell I'm from the trenches nigga u ain't gotta ask me, u can smell the shit I'm smoking loud u ain't gotta ask me, u can stand around round while I smoke I ain't finna pass it, cuz this weed 100$ a eighth Ain't no use in asking. take a drag blow right in yah face, hope ya ass happy. press the gas I doing the dash to the next chapter , from rags to riches the roes finna stack faster. how fast I'm spitting, its bad for a asthmatic. for them racks I'm doing yah bad im a cash addict. you a goofy u keeping them racks stashed in the cabinet. set a pick and young niggas take what we after