Smoking In L.A.
Smoking In L.A.

Yung Drippy, FRThekidd, Drippy Season, Riq - Smoking In L.A. Lyrics

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Smoking In L.A. Lyrics

I seen my brodie on the road and he ain't coming back
I tried to tell you you ain't know, and you just wanted racks
People always try to tell me shit, but I don't interact
Doin' sneaky business on the WiFi, we ain't into that we ain't in to that
Niggas talkin' business, we don't chitter chat
I swear to God, I'm bout to get a bag
Runnin' to that money, I've been runnin' fast
Cartier frames, it's hard for me to stay the same they say I changed, but I'm only tryna make a play
Murakami frames, I'm in the whip, I told her, give me brains
Ridin' in that Beamer, bro, was tryna serve up in that lane
I was in L.A.
Niggas, they be fakes
Smokin' Mary Jane
I don't want the fame
Yeah, but these niggas always wanna talk shit but my niggas tryna get money
I was always on the road, even in the rain or it's sunny
Don't be actin' like a dummy, y'all niggas ain't funny
Bro, you was always on the road, why you tryna son me?
I seen my brodie on the road and he ain't coming back
I tried to tell you you ain't know, and you just wanted racks
People always try to tell me shit, but I don't interact
Doin' sneaky business on the WiFi, we ain't into that we ain't in to that
Niggas talkin' business, we don't chitter chat
I swear to God, I'm bout to get a bag
Runnin' to that money, I've been runnin' fast
I was in L.A.
Smokin' Mary Jane
Niggas, they be fakes
I don't want the fame

I seen my brodie on the road and he ain't coming back
I tried to tell you you ain't know, and you just wanted racks
People always try to tell me shit, but I don't interact
Doin' sneaky business on the WiFi, we ain't into that we ain't in to that
Niggas talkin' business, we don't chitter chat
I swear to God, I'm bout to get a bag
Runnin' to that money, I've been runnin' fast
Cartier frames, it's hard for me to stay the same they say I changed, but I'm only tryna make a play
Murakami frames, I'm in the whip, I told her, give me brains
Ridin' in that Beamer, bro, was tryna serve up in that lane
I was in L.A.
Niggas, they be fakes
Smokin' Mary Jane
I don't want the fame
Yeah, but these niggas always wanna talk shit but my niggas tryna get money
I was always on the road, even in the rain or it's sunny
Don't be actin' like a dummy, y'all niggas ain't funny
Bro, you was always on the road, why you tryna son me?
I seen my brodie on the road and he ain't coming back
I tried to tell you you ain't know, and you just wanted racks
People always try to tell me shit, but I don't interact
Doin' sneaky business on the WiFi, we ain't into that we ain't in to that
Niggas talkin' business, we don't chitter chat
I swear to God, I'm bout to get a bag
Runnin' to that money, I've been runnin' fast
I was in L.A.
Smokin' Mary Jane
Niggas, they be fakes
I don't want the fame

Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah, Enrique Almanzar, Frandy Roque, John Acosta
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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