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johnny dang - smokepurpp lyrics

[intro: smokepurpp]
(ronny j go stupid, ooh)
(b*tch, oh)
(b*tch i came from the bottom) (bless yo trap)
(b*tch i came from the, ey)
(b*tch i came from the, uh)
(b*tch i came from the bottom)
(uh)

[chorus: smokepurpp]
b*tch i came from the bottom
i know they hate cause i walk with a bag
baguettes in my mouth they cant f*ck johnny dang
i came in rari that’s not a mustang
you must be stupid you think you gonn’ touch me
in the club and pouring the bubbly
b*tch i wanna f*ck, no huggy
pimp the b*tch out then i buy her some huggies
you the same b*tch that did not want to touch me
pull out the racks now i got the hoe coming
all of these rap n*ggas cats, you n*ggas really gonn’ live what you rap
ride with that draco, that b*tch in my lap
my pockets, yo b*tch gotta stuff em with racks
i dont want your company that sh*t does not act
this sh*t is your life i dont act
[verse 1: smokepurpp]
look at my cup, my chain (same thing)
(beat up beat up i beat up)
i recon a setup and this is a new round
the ar got titties and that b*tch got long range
i smoke a pound to the dome
b*tch i get boozy i’m sending her home
look at that ap that b*tch got two tone
i got two b*tches, i keep me two phones
my mothers black i cant f*ck with the chrome
i’m a trap baby, the trap is my home
rolls royce chairs just to flex on these n*ggas
used to be broke now i stretch on these n*ggas
i get that cheese like i ordered a pizza
huh, hold on, walk in the club with my pull on
got the backwoods on me get my roll on
f*ck on that b*tch then i told her to get home

[chorus: smokepurpp]
b*tch i came from the bottom
i know they hate cause i walk with a bag
baguettes in my mouth they cant f*ck johnny dang
i came in rari that’s not a mustang
you must be stupid you think you gonn’ touch me
in the club and pouring the bubbly
b*tch i wanna f*ck, no huggy
pimp the b*tch out then i buy her some huggies
you the same b*tch that did not want to touch me
pull out the racks now i got the hoe coming
all of these rap n*ggas cats, you n*ggas really gonn’ live what you rap
ride with that draco, that b*tch in my lap
my pockets, yo b*tch gotta stuff em with racks
i dont want your company that sh*t does not act
this sh*t is your life i dont act
[verse 2: lil yachty]
give me my mo’f*cking credit
n*ggas tough on the net, reddit
if you bet i bet you regret it
h*ll cat, i had to offset it
i dont f*ck with rat n*ggas, they weirdos
keep a strap on me just like a queer hoe
fn on plastic, d*ld*
maybach’s in drive, no steering wheel
they run in their place, treadmill
baby girl wait i say ey*yo
baby girl white as the yayo
f*ck in a ?? keikos
i rocking sh*t you aint seen
they be like d*mn they aint made those
aim with the wrist line
choppin down sh*t like wood pine
park where i want, i dont pay fines
?? i dont make lies
i got a black lebano ralph lauren
had the b*tch take x if she act boring
get them in the sand doing tricks for some ?? p*rn
my brother bless tracks, he doing that pimp while he full on

- smokepurpp lyrics

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