Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smoke Strong , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Release date: 04.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Smoke Strong |
| Ayy, I’m in this bitch like |
| I’m, I’m rollin' up right now, you heard me? |
| (Hzrd went crazy on that motherfucker) |
| I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh) |
| I got money, I got hundreds |
| I keep a pole on my waist |
| I go and dump it, I ain’t runnin', nah |
| In this bitch like I done gone mad |
| Smokin' on that strong pack |
| Look, you gon' get your dome snatched |
| You know that I’m on that |
| No, she cannot hit, might keep movin' her big booty ass |
| All in my crib like she wan' move in, must want me to smash |
| Hold on, hit the gates, broad day, time to smash, ah, ah |
| Take off his face, SRT, hit the gas |
| Gone, almost home now, they was on our ass |
| Never mind, I’m paranoid, know I do that bad |
| Light my Backwood up |
| I’m in the backwoods up in Utah smokin' Cali stuff |
| Come to the backwoods, you get hogtied, no playin' with us |
| Don’t care 'bout where I’m at long as I’m strapped, just know I’m comfortable |
| Tryna push your shit back, you gon' get clapped soon as you come for us |
| If I say step, then they gon' step on somethin' |
| I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh) |
| I got money, I got hundreds |
| I keep a pole on my waist |
| I go and dump it, I ain’t runnin', nah |
| Back up in that Nawfside, city known as Jigga City |
| My people see me outside, four-deep in that Honda Civic |
| Try to speak, don’t even waste time 'cause they know right now I’m on business |
| Bought that stolo right from Mr. Ratchet |
| Broke with nothin' 'cause ain’t catch nothin' up in it, bah |
| Gotta catch my cut, but I got fifty grand y’all gon' split up |
| Oh I’ma get the nigga, whack his ass, make him bite the dust |
| You know I’m too official, been doin' this shit since the first bitch said it’s |
| up |
| I want them pallbearers and gravediggers, smoke opps, increase they health |
| I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh) |
| I got money, I got hundreds |
| I keep a pole on my waist |
| I go and dump it, I ain’t runnin', nah |
| Bitch, it’s Big Lil Top in another car, I’m like ah |
| Go to him, be the hype, he ask me, «What's the type?» |
| and I’m like, «Wow» |
| Plenty racks, pit stop, hit the I, burn out tires |
| It go down, then you just drive |
| I’m out the roof lettin' off that fire |
| She one hundred, she get hired |
| Bitch, stack that money in a pile |
| Just walk around, let me smack your ass |
| Bitch, take control, don’t be a child |
| Hold on, Top say, «I want twenty hoes inside this house» |
| Steal out my place, we put twenty poles inside your mind |
| I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh) |
| I got money, I got hundreds |
| I keep a pole on my waist |
| I go and dump it, I ain’t runnin', nah |