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branded - 2x smokie lyrics

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haha, (yeah)
ye, (yeeaaaaa)
smoke, (haha)

(05: go fast what is that)

{chrous}
hop into the ghost and move to the phantom
they ran him down ya we saw the footage on the cameras
jump off of the plane ttz you know we landed
you see the fit, you see the city, you know that we branded,wowo
yeah, the foreign is red just like my eyes
it’s ok baby please let the tears dry
that sh*t white got you straight mortified
cook him up just like blueberry pie
i got a pack, they was making all this money on snap
grtt pow give him a smack, i got sh*t up on my ass

{versе 1}

ohh my, ohh my what a scene now (yeah)
thеy was cooking up the green like a greenhouse (yeah)
sheffin in the kitchen we was barley winnin (yeah)
they was packin up stackin bands up in prison (yeah)
we was in the back, countin that sh*t like it was just a hunnid (yeah)
they was tryna make a budget, two times two yeah robitussin
i was cookin up bands, they was tryna make all of these hands
catchin sh*t cause i came with these fists (yeah)
came with assists (yeah)
you know this bl!cky don’t miss
{pre chrous 1}
run up on him gave him 50, i got shots like i’m 50
i got everybody with me, talking sh*t from the city
he ain’t halal no more that boy is a sinner (yeah)
cook him up like we use him for dinner (wowo)

{chrous}
hop into the ghost and move to the phantom
they ran him down ya we saw the footage on the cameras
jump off of the plane ttz you know we landed
you see the fit, you see the city, you know that we branded,wowo
yeah, the foreign is red just like my eyes
it’s ok baby please let the tears dry
that sh*t white got you straight mortified
cook him up just like blueberry pie
i got a pack, they was making all this money on snap
grtt pow give him a smack, i got sh*t up on my ass

{verse 2}
i had sh*t poppin like pop rocks, that’s when i found out the opp called
he a wimpy kid part of the long haul, wings open like an angel
rings on my fingers it look like i’m wearing f*cking bagels
bust down like franck muller, you know that, that is my jewler
when you see the ice please don’t drool b*tch
i know you mad but you stay coolin
my cro in the front ya he be zoomin
yg, yg he gon fool it (yeah)
he wanna go settle all the food, bust like a whole other dude
diamonds on my neck bust down deuce, deuce
so i came from the back, bomooom (yeah)
{pre corus 2}
everybody want the ice (yeah)
eveyone want the game (yeah)
they would never go switch (yeah)
they would never go switch (yeah)
no one saying names (yeah)
always in whole different lane (yeah)
always playing games (yeah)
but they never said nothing, cause they got this lil gat to go bussin

{chrous}
hop into the ghost and move to the phantom
they ran him down ya we saw the footage on the cameras
jump off of the plane ttz you know we landed
you see the fit, you see the city, you know that we branded,wowo
yeah, the foreign is red just like my eyes
it’s ok baby please let the tears dry
that sh*t white got you straight mortified
cook him up just like blueberry pie
i got a pack, they was making all this money on snap
grtt pow give him a smack, i got sh*t up on my ass

- 2x smokie lyrics

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