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Sirron Reid - Hella Grams (Dab) Lyrics



Sirron Reid - Hella Grams (Dab) Lyrics




Smoke smoke
You old 10 a G ass nigga
We smoke that good shit over here Boy

Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh

Black on black my tint
Told yo bitch hop in
She said can I come with a couple More friends
I said bring yo friends
Just hop In The benz
Then we hit down town
Now we getting wild
Talking shots on shots nigga
Shots on shots
Curry
Mazel tov nigga mazel tov eyes Blurry I'm a grab your tits girl you know about me
South side young Og
Imma do my thing
Please don't ever trip
I go in I stay lit
Please don't ever trip
No bad trips take a hit
Put this on your tongue
Girl now I'm the 1
And we gonna trip take a lift take a Lift

Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh

A f*ck from round me if you ain't Smoking that gas
Aye f*ck from round me if that's Some 10 a g gas
Aye f*ck from round me if you ain't Gonna get cash
F*ck from round me if you ain't Shaking that ass
Banging that ass shaking it fast
I need some cash
I need a dab
I need some wax
I need some shatter
I get it right now and I get it right Now
Why you be hating I'm rolling up Sour
You looking mad
And you looking sad
You girl like bad
It's right by my side
You know I got 9
And I'm down to ride aye
Yeah
F*ck from round me if you don't Know how to roll
F*ck from round me if you do not Wanna smoke girl
F*ck from round me if you ain't Gonna let me f*ck
I'm just being real now girl tell me What's up aye

Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh

Only that gas nigga
Get your mother f*cking money up Smoking that 10 a g all day
That's corn nigga
What you smoking on that Mexican Dirt weed
Boy get you money up boy
Before you f*ck around with up
You wanna hit this shit bro
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Smoke smoke
You old 10 a G ass nigga
We smoke that good shit over here Boy

Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh

Black on black my tint
Told yo bitch hop in
She said can I come with a couple More friends
I said bring yo friends
Just hop In The benz
Then we hit down town
Now we getting wild
Talking shots on shots nigga
Shots on shots
Curry
Mazel tov nigga mazel tov eyes Blurry I'm a grab your tits girl you know about me
South side young Og
Imma do my thing
Please don't ever trip
I go in I stay lit
Please don't ever trip
No bad trips take a hit
Put this on your tongue
Girl now I'm the 1
And we gonna trip take a lift take a Lift

Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh

A f*ck from round me if you ain't Smoking that gas
Aye f*ck from round me if that's Some 10 a g gas
Aye f*ck from round me if you ain't Gonna get cash
F*ck from round me if you ain't Shaking that ass
Banging that ass shaking it fast
I need some cash
I need a dab
I need some wax
I need some shatter
I get it right now and I get it right Now
Why you be hating I'm rolling up Sour
You looking mad
And you looking sad
You girl like bad
It's right by my side
You know I got 9
And I'm down to ride aye
Yeah
F*ck from round me if you don't Know how to roll
F*ck from round me if you do not Wanna smoke girl
F*ck from round me if you ain't Gonna let me f*ck
I'm just being real now girl tell me What's up aye

Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams I smoke hella grams
Hella gram I need hella grams
Hella grams puts me in my element
Hella grams yeah oh
Hella grams yeah oh

Only that gas nigga
Get your mother f*cking money up Smoking that 10 a g all day
That's corn nigga
What you smoking on that Mexican Dirt weed
Boy get you money up boy
Before you f*ck around with up
You wanna hit this shit bro
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Writer: Christopher Reid
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