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Performed By: JandyWrld
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Jandy Wrld




JandyWrld - GROUP Lyrics




Smoke it loud and that's it, saw this smoke it when my friend grew
Don't know who your girl is, is she in Gueron, nah
Me got that 223's and there's my strap Come back now, you done for rap, that's all
Rap

Smoking crack up with that bag in front, look back
Blow her back out, with his Irish cutlet Then I popped her back out, now I'm not even
Playing Love risking it, love is kinda lame
If it wasn't love, then what was it, you want fame

I'll never switch up, I'ma always stay the same
This one might gain and I be never gonna change
Wait, that's your girl, she better go and change
I hope you got her clothes and the laundry for today

I'll never ever switch up, I'ma always stay the same
That's your girl, she want love, love is kinda lame
That's your girl, I want drugs, can she bring it to me
She want fame, I want drugs, we don't want drugs

Get your little brother out the groove, he cannot smoke
None of this loud, kids don't try this thing at home
Or you'll die smoking on my lawn
I'm in a coma from these drugs, I don't really care

That's your girl over there, she ain't livin' fair
That's that white powder on my lap, on my lap
I got packs, packs, and packs, on my lap
I got packs, packs, and packs, on my lap

Countin' racks, racks, racks, on my lap
Smokin' loud and that's exotic, smokin' with my friend group
I don't know who your girl is, the chicken got her now
Me, I love two, two, threes, and there's my staff

Come back now, you're done for real
That's a wrap
Smokin' crack
Smokin' crack
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Smoke it loud and that's it, saw this smoke it when my friend grew
Don't know who your girl is, is she in Gueron, nah
Me got that 223's and there's my strap Come back now, you done for rap, that's all
Rap

Smoking crack up with that bag in front, look back
Blow her back out, with his Irish cutlet Then I popped her back out, now I'm not even
Playing Love risking it, love is kinda lame
If it wasn't love, then what was it, you want fame

I'll never switch up, I'ma always stay the same
This one might gain and I be never gonna change
Wait, that's your girl, she better go and change
I hope you got her clothes and the laundry for today

I'll never ever switch up, I'ma always stay the same
That's your girl, she want love, love is kinda lame
That's your girl, I want drugs, can she bring it to me
She want fame, I want drugs, we don't want drugs

Get your little brother out the groove, he cannot smoke
None of this loud, kids don't try this thing at home
Or you'll die smoking on my lawn
I'm in a coma from these drugs, I don't really care

That's your girl over there, she ain't livin' fair
That's that white powder on my lap, on my lap
I got packs, packs, and packs, on my lap
I got packs, packs, and packs, on my lap

Countin' racks, racks, racks, on my lap
Smokin' loud and that's exotic, smokin' with my friend group
I don't know who your girl is, the chicken got her now
Me, I love two, two, threes, and there's my staff

Come back now, you're done for real
That's a wrap
Smokin' crack
Smokin' crack
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