Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Hamilton’ by 3 Glizzy. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 3 Glizzy or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
(ItsNell on the beat, nigga)
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Hmm, hmm
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Hmm, hmm
Nigga tryna plan somethin’, once they see my damn guns
I’ma be so rich, I’ma leave some millions for my grandsons
She say I’m so handsome, she hold me for ransom, uh
I’ma f*ck that bitch, then I’m gon’ take her to the Hamilton
Pop them bands, uh, she pop them Xans, uh
Girl, pop that pussy for me, on a headstand, uh
Tre-7 stand up, that’s what I stand for
I invented the yo, don’t know where the f*ck your man’s from
I’m like “Ayy, ayy”, wonder who I’m gon’ shit on today
Bitch I know you broke, tell me do you need an X-ray?
We don’t play date, she just let me cum all on her face
I’m not Ray J, promise you can keep up with this K
GG full of shooters, get your bitch ass out like Trey
Who the f*ck you foolin’? Knew you wasn’t ridin’ anyway
Said you ballin’, bae, told that bitch I’m in the NBA
I’m one call away, baby you can hit me any day
We slang that wood, nigga, your bitch f*ck my lil’ nigga
She like them hood niggas, bad boys that treat her good, nigga
I heard you soft and bitter, You a fuckin’ punk nigga
Glizzy Gang Gorillas, I’ll get your whole hood finished
Nigga tryna plan somethin’, once they see my damn guns
I’ma be so rich, I’ma leave some millions for my grandsons
She say I’m so handsome, she hold me for ransom, uh
I’ma f*ck that bitch, then I’m gon’ take her to the Hamilton
Pop them bands, uh, she pop them Xans, uh
Girl, pop that pussy for me, on a headstand, uh
Tre-7 stand up, that’s what I stand for
I invented the yo, don’t know where the f*ck your man’s from
Calicos and dracos (grrr, grrr)
That Glizzy on me, it stay close (grrr)
My young niggas they cutthroat (grr)
We kill a nigga then lay low (brr, brr)
I’m never sellin’ my soul (yeah), I got them pounds for the low (yeah)
My youngins ready to go (yeah)
I put a bitch in her place, I put my dick in her face (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch you a waste
These niggas pussy, I cannot relate (I cannot relate)
And we still trappin’ like back in the days (like back in the days)
I just put cameras all over the place
Scope on the choppers, we tryna knock a nigga face off
Bitch ain’t goin’ nowhere, ’cause she know I’m ’bout to take off (I’m ’bout to take off)
Been at it with demons I’m different (been at it with demons I’m different)
Them niggas you beef with were innocent (them niggas you beef with were innocent)
I’m disciplined, I’m militant (I’m disciplined, I’m militant)
I’m standin’ out, I ain’t fittin’ in (I’m standin’ out, I ain’t fittin’ in)
Twenty K on me, all Benjamins (yeah)
Bitch we can never be cool again (yeah)
I fucked her once and they call again (yeah)
I got some hitter, that Hamilton (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga tryna plan somethin’, once they see my damn guns
I’ma be so rich, I’ma leave some millions for my grandsons
She say I’m so handsome, she hold me for ransom, uh
I’ma f*ck that bitch, then I’m gon’ take her to the Hamilton
Pop them bands, uh, she pop them Xans, uh
Girl, pop that pussy for me, on a headstand, uh
Tre-7 stand up, that’s what I stand for
I invented the yo, don’t know where the f*ck your man’s from
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Hmm, hmm
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Hmm, hmm
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Hmm, hmm
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Hmm, hmm