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i smoke dope all day - youngboy never broke again lyrics

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[intro]

(i smoke dope all day this that strong pack i got money i got hundreds i keep a pole on my waist i go dump it i ain’t runnin’)

[starting point]

b*tch like i den gone mad smokin’ on that strong pack b*tch you gon’ get yo dome smashed you that i’m on that if she deny then i keep movin’ her big booty ass all in my crib like she like movin’ must want me to smash hold on hit the gates broad day turner smash (ah ah) take off his face srt hit the gas countin’ off these with words on my ass nevermind i’m paranoid i know i do that bad like my bed wetter i’m in this backwood up in utah smokin’ catic stuff come that backwoods home tied no playin’ with us don’t care ’bout where i’m at long as i’m strapped make sure i’m comfortablе tryin’ to push yo sh*t back you gon’ get clap soon as you step on somethin’ this draco dеath a n*gga so what we do we step on somethin’

(so*called verse)

i smoke dope all day this that strong pack i got money i got hundreds i keep a pole on my waist i go dump it i ain’t runnin’

(chours)

we gon’ link up in that nawfside sippin’ on this yicacivic my people see me outside four*deep in that honda civic you try to speak on me you get waist tied ’cause they know right now i’m ’bout buiness burn that store up rifle misdirected grenades you don’t catch nothin’ but buiness f*ck gotta catch my cut but i got 50 grand yall goons split up oh imma get the n*gga whack his ass make him bite the dust you know i’m too official i been doin’ this since the first b*tch said “it’s up” i want them paul bearers and grave diggers smoke opps increase they health

(ending point)

i smoke dope all day this that strong pack i got money i got hundreds i keep a pole on my waist i go dump it i ain’t runnin’

naw b*tch it’s been lil’ top in another car i’m like (ah) fold him be the hype he ask me what’s the type and i’m like why hit the right stick (bah) hit the act and burn out tires it go down then you just drive i’m out the roof i’m lettin’ out fire she 100 she get high stack that money at the bottom just walk around and smack yo ass b*tch take a troll don’t be a child hold on to say i want 20 hoes inside this honda steal off my plate we put 20 poles inside ya mama

(outro)
i smoke dope all day this that strong pack i got money i got hundreds i keep a pole on my waist i go dump it i ain’t runnin’ (naw)

b*tch like i den gone mad smokin’ on that strong pack b*tch you gon’ get yo dome smashed, f*ck gotta catch my cut but i got 50 grand yall goons split up oh imma get the n*gga whack his ass make him bite the dust

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