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Smoking on the chronic leaf now, oh They just wanna turn me down, oh Ay, ay, I came on two blunts of that lethal chronic Did what I had to do for economics Don't know what this life would be like without it But you know that they try to doubt us And they just wanna turn me down, oh But that shit never work out, oh Hey, 'cause I'm smoking on that big bag, drop the top The Lamborghini push start, then it stop Posted at the hotel, we travel a lot Promise that I won't tell, we gon' flood the block They ain't answer So I kicked down the door, you know they see me knockin' My jeans ain't Balmain, but we still be robbin' Came from Chicago, we got nothing in common But let me know if it's gon' be a problem We turning up 'cause we be on lots of dope Last time I checked, she was in it for the coke These days, women got a different type of motives I'm twenty-four, but this here a forty And I'm screaming they can't turn me down, oh Letras de canciones'cause that shit never work out, oh Yeah, I came on two big old blunts of that loud shit Every time I hit the scene, change the outfit Don't know what this life would be like without it But you know that they try to doubt us I'm smoking on that chronic leaf now, oh They just wanna turn me down, oh Ay, but this shit is going up This shit should be called "Deaf," that's lethal chronic Did what I had to do for economics Sixteen years old, dime bag stuffed in my wallet We can't cut no deals, we tryna turn a profit Left out the spot, I got jays on my phone now I got a knot, it get head like my own [?] Working so much on, my hoe startin' to trip, yeah Please don't call me up, I'm tryna get it, yeah She got no business running up the minutes, this shit no gimmick Should've set up shop in New Orleans, he ain't got no limits Man, y'all play too much, I'm over-scrimmaged They won't let us in the door, all we want is spinach Yeah, bitch, I got jays on my phone, brr, brr Have to answer when they call Ay, and I got that forty on me, we don't like to brawl And I'm in her mouth so much, she done broke her jaw, yeah Ay, I came on two blunts of that lethal chronic Did what I had to do for economics Don't know what this life would be like without it But you know that they try to doubt us Smoking on the chronic leaf now, oh They just wanna turn me down, yeah, oh I'm smoking on that chronic leaf now From Letras Mania