| See the bank, smell the strain
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| It’s mob lucky, meetin' in the smellin' range
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| A couple million bucks can make a fella change
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| Stellar with the a cappella, hitmen, boxin' games
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| My impact, if you took the pack but ain’t got the change
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| These niggas said they G but we not the same
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| 'Cause a flea can kill a dog when the chopper ring
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| Usually your dope boy, jack boy shot the thing
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| Having you on my peace shit, leaflet, paper lit
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| Fax here, wax here, dab it you can vapor it
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| I can give you game, nigga do the same
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| Red and blue the same, if the whites is the only niggas makin' it
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| I’m floatin' through the smoke
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| My eyes are barely open
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| I’m 'bout to roll another one up
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| I’m floatin' through the smoke
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| My eyes are barely open
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| I’m 'bout to roll another one up
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| You’re my overdose
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| If you smoke a ghost you might tap out
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| If you burn with Bern I’m on OC dope
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| Snow white, Limoncello and Cherry Sherb
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| This new shit look hella crazy
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| I’m smoked out on a private plane
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| I got two b’s in my Louie bag
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| I’m a real rehab, we all move the same
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| I got extracts, head stash
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| I’m still in the bay, border pass that
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| I’m on the 101 goin' hella fast
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| Sand and bitches, sellin' packs
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| Live a good life, been to hell and back
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| More first class flights, blow plenty of cash
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| My hair spendin' and my team winnin'
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| I woke up drunk next to three women
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| I’m poppin' tags and rubber bands
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| I just got a new spa for my mother plants
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| I bought a fifty pack on my rapper vans
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| I don’t sleep at all till the package lands
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| Glass jars full of new strains
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| We change the game and they love it (they do)
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| New York, October, them indoors keep comin'
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| Yeah it’s flooded
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| I’m floatin' through the smoke
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| My eyes are barely open
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| I’m 'bout to roll another one up
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| I’m floatin' through the smoke
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| My eyes are barely open
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| I’m 'bout to roll another one up
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| Plant base put 'em in cash care
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| Entrepeneur to put the meds now
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| Pick it back up, put the cash up
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| Real nigga, lay it back down
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| Driftin' on 'em sideways
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| Ain’t high enough to see God’s face
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| BUt that snowman, in that KIng jack
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| And that guava, I’m in God’s space
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| We be up in them airlines
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| We be rippin' them highways
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| If you can’t grow it through Dubai way
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| For that big body in that driveway
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| Crime pays, I’m on the highway
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| Big redtruck I wanna fly away
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| Well in the gang you a lightweight
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| Your girl let a boy to let me pie-taste
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| Big ass crib and I pops the rubbers
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| I’m on FaceTime just talkin' numbers
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| 52, 32, 22, even 15
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| Dude we so good we don’t sip no lean
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| We don’t cut no coke, no we leave this shit clean
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| I was only sixteen when I made twenty grand
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| Put it right back to work, in this city I’m the man
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| I’m floatin' through the smoke
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| My eyes are barely open
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| I’m 'bout to roll another one up
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| I’m floatin' through the smoke
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| My eyes are barely open
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| I’m 'bout to roll another one up
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| I’ma keep smokin' (Don't stop)
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| Don’t stop
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| Don’t stop
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| Don’t stop, I’ma keep smokin'
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| Don’t stop
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| Don’t stop
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| Don’t stop
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| Don’t stop, I’ma keep smokin'
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| Don’t stop
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| I’ma keep smokin'
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| Don’t stop
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| Don’t stop |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep Smokin, artist - Berner. Album song Vibes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп