letra de poppy - smokedope2016
[verse 1, smokedope2016]
yeah, oh, oh
smoking good gas, b-tch i know you smell us
two pounds in the back, i’m with sh-ggy smoking h-lla (woah)
straight dope, racks on, applying pressure
oh yeah, we gone finna sipping on some stella (yeah)
when that pack land, sh-t from getting stale
opium, i’m being fly, b-tch i get it [?]
i got strips of acid in my letter
crept up in my sweater
you know i can do it better
smoke dope, b-tch i make it whether
sell a gram, but i don’t settle on grams
used to rock a g-shock, now i’m walking with 100 bands
100,000 fans, straight to burberry
no paypal b-tch, yeah i’m punching like i’m [?]
[chorus, smokedope2016]
smoking good gas, b-tch i know you smell us
two pounds in the back, i’m with sh-ggy smoking h-lla (woah)
straight dope, racks on, applying pressurе
oh yeah, we gone finna sipping on somе stella (yeah)
when that pack land, sh-t from getting stale
opium, i’m being fly, b-tch i get it [?]
i got strips of acid in my letter
crept up in my sweater
you know i can do it better
smoke dope, b-tch i make it whether
[verse 2, sh-ggy]
i’m with smokedope, just hit a collateral
like adhd, jugging scripts of adderall
and now i wanna talk, baby i just wanna bawl
i got what you need, like, just give me a call, yuh
like hit the nose [?], like i cannot at all
he can’t [?], yeah, you can’t have him around
i be steady going up, while y’all steady going down
when i’m high in the whip, i can’t hear a sound, like
yeah, [?], now i’m rolling
d-mn, i flipped a bag, i made money off these doses
i was born for this sh-t, yeah this life i chose it
i can’t trust n0body, because everyone is bogus, like
off the molly, i be zoning, how you up with no motion?
had my [?], but he broke it, milligrams up in the potion, yeah
off for some days, like i been dosing to be, [?] got no emotion themselves
i need help, but, i ain’t feeling like an astronaut
this weight up on my shoulders, i can’t lie, it really weighs a ton
i made a banger, yeah, i just k!lled a bee for fun
spending late nights thinking what i’ve done, yeah
[chorus, smokedope2016]
smoking good gas, b-tch i know you smell us
two pounds in the back, i’m with sh-ggy smoking h-lla (woah)
straight dope, racks on, applying pressure
oh yeah, we gone finna sipping on some stella (yeah)
when that pack land, sh-t from getting stale
opium, i’m being fly, b-tch i get it [?]
i got strips of acid in my letter
crept up in my sweater
you know i can do it better
smoke dope, b-tch i make it whether
[outro]
what, oh, oh i really know, i really do
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