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lirik lagu rio da yung og & louie ray - can't smoke

[intro: louie ray]
can’t smoke in the club? got a pound in here (it’s a wayne beat)
better not say we can’t smoke in this b~tch, got a pound in here
i’m probably finna go f~ck after this anyway
d~mn
n~gga, what’s that sound in here? (what’s that?)
better not say we can’t smoke, we got a, alright (pound in here)
alright, what’s that sound in here? (we got a pound in here, yeah, alright)

[verse 1: louie ray & rio da yung og]
n~gga, ayy, what’s that sound in here?
they better not say we can’t smoke, i got a pound in here
let a n~gga swing on me, i’ll drop a hundred rounds in here
i put my city on, i done made a couple thousand there
mad as h~ll ri’ just lit another black & mild in here
still hit her raw even though i had a condom near
turn the blinker on, it’s a hundred f~ckin’ pounds in here
high off percs, sweatin’ like a b~tch, bro, throw another towel in here
ah, i’m turnt up, i could growl in here
man, what the f~ck? it’s too loud in here
brought my n~ggas to my b~tch crib, had a crowd in there
i never gave a f~ck ’bout what they on and i ain’t tryna care
slide through my hood on weekdays and i’m probably there
every time we do a track with somebody, it ain’t soundin’ fair (never)
bro, hide the k under the couch, my mama here
you talkin’ ’bout the gucci store, i just spent twenty~two thousand there
shut the f~ck up ‘fore i shoot, dial in there
[verse 2: louie ray]
you was livin’ in the same spot for years and they found you there
boy, you should’ve been moved out when the coast was clear
i don’t wanna see no more obituaries on my dashboard
i don’t wanna see no more obituaries on my dashboard
f~ck, i done seen too many faces on the dashboard
push the scat’ to the limit like i’m tryna chase the dashboard
if my jeans could fit higher, knot ’em up, they’d be past sore
jeans could fit higher, knot ’em up, they’d be past sore
don’t ask me to pass my weed, n~gga, better pass yours
talkin’ ’bout these hoes don’t know me, you better ask yours
not a regular rapper, my n~gga, better fast, okay
i’m not a regular rapper, my n~gga, better fast forward
i had to travel for this sh~t, you better ask dora
i just got another eight, i’m finna half pour it
your crib got broke in, that was bad storage
leave the ‘yo, right here at the dough, you know we important

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
eleven, twelve hundred for a pop when we drinkin’ [?]
okay, i’m finna have a good day, i got sleep this morning
i been gettin’ fat off the drank like i’m eatin’ [?]
get it? like i’m eatin’ [?]
if i ain’t pour the drank up, tuh, i know
if i ain’t pour the drank up right now, i know e’ll pour it
yeah, i hit your b~tch, i’m always in savannah, but i don’t be in georgia
man, what the f~ck? you went to sleep? d~mn, e, record me
p~ssy~ass [?] so i put her out the room and let her keep the forty
a n~gga ain’t gon’ take sh~t, b~tch, i keep the 40
codewords when i look for wock’, call kiki for me
two heavy in the rap game, can’t sh~t weak support me
street n~ggas like lil d and lil e support me
when i touch down in the mil’, manman got heat for me
i can tell you ain’t never dropped a body, you got a weak stomach
my b~tch so real, she asked could she take the lil’ plea for me?
before i ever signed a record deal, i made three hundred
that ain’t toothpaste on your b~tch mouth, bro, it’s skeet on it
even though i pulled up by myself, i’m tryna leave somethin’
[outro: rio da yung og]
man, i’ll leave a n~gga
alright, we ain’t gon’ talk about it, ah
sh~t
ghetto boyz sh~t
we still grindin’

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