متن و پخش آهنگ 3G (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) از Yeat

متن کامل ترانه 3G (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) با صدای Yeat

Psycho (Psycho) Yeah (yeah) I'm the first one that's gon' turn up 'til mob Fuckin' that bitch and her aunt, yeah (huh?) I got the muh'fuckin' Glock on me, yeah I got that .40 like, what? Yeah (Glocky) I don't even know of these niggas, nuh-uh (baow) Mask on my face like I rob (what?) yeah Niggas, they talkin' that shit, but nuh-uh (shh) None of these niggas they raw, uh (what?) I done pulled up with a whole lotta guap Pulled up, a whole lotta knots, yeah I done pulled up with a whole lotta thots Most of these niggas, they opps, uh I don't even know why these niggas, they opps Most of these niggas get popped, uh That was for free and that shit was for me That shit, it came with a dot, yeah That shit, it came with a price, ooh My neck, it came with some ice, ooh (ice) Fuck on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice) Fuck on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice) I had to go outside 'cause I feel like I was the only one outta space (hey) Huh, where am I? (Whoa) Yeah, yeah, outer space (oh my God) Yeah (what?), outer space (oh my God) Yeah, outer space, yeah (oh my God) Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God) Outer space (where am I?), outer space, outer space (oh my God) Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God) Outer space, outer space, outer space (whoa, huh?) Outer space, outer space, outer space (yeah) Outer space (yeah, ayy) Sheesh, fee, fee I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks) Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (yeah) Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee, hee (yeah) My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it Hittin' the block, it go "Hee, hee" (yeah) Takin' the molly, the better batch That shit gon' hit you like "Hee, hee" (what?) I just pulled out the Lamb', yeah I got a slatt like him, yeah I'm on the side of the Benz, don't pull up with molly, I pull up this lean, yeah I do this, yeah, I do this, yeah I'm on the X, I be zooted, yeah I'm on the Perc, I be fooded, yeah Hop out the four-door I swerve, swerve High, I'm in the sky, I'ma bird, bird My twizzy slimin', they birds Yeah, told her, "Let's get it" (get it) I've been up inside the Tonk', yeah Who decided you could talk? Yeah I been chillin' at the top, yeah My wrist so heavy, it's a mop (lil' moppy) I just called up my lil' demon, he told me to take every Perc' 'til it's gone (boot up) I just woke up (boot up), take a X for the boot up Out my mind, bitch, I'm feelin' like Buddha (out my mind) Blick and hemi, gotta send me a photo (baow) Stilpane, pour the eight in my soda (yeah, grrrh, grrrh) I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks) Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (yeah) Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee, hee (yeah) My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it Hittin' the block, it go "Hee, hee" (yeah) Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God, huh? What?) Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God, huh? What?) Outer space (where am I?), outer space, outer space (huh? Oh my God, whoa) Outer space, outer space, outer space Outer space, outer space, outer space (yeah)