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Smoke Video (MV)




Performed By: Conrad Bradley
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Bradley Tempel
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Conrad Bradley - Smoke Lyrics




We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"

We raised on Trap or Die
Savage on empty stomachs with a hell of an appetite
Said "To Hell with the afterlife!"
We gon get what we can tonight
Percy the pain away
Count up the stash twice
Make sure all the product weigh
Divide by position and fence all the merchandise
Only hide when there's flashing lights
Ten toes till my soul ignite
Momma didn't raise no fool
Dem bumbaclat don't wan romp but me do
In the jungle with them sticks dem ting long like bamboo
Get this gouda sick of wish sandwiches and prison noodles
Fila Mignon with my Toaster Strudel
Gator skin on my Jimmy Choo
Black cow hide in my livingroom
Silent time on my private yacht with my kids and Boo
Camouflaged down in Caribou
Eatin Tiramisu with a silver spoon
I was never fly I just jumped and found my parachute
Bitch where was you!?
When we was dead broke
Everybody had jokes
Always had smokes
I ALWAYS HAD SMOKE!

We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"


Now I've known Gzo since way back like Head to Toe
So when this music shit start crackin my bro know it's Green light gro
He need a crib need a whip I gotta take take of the kids
I Need to make sure that the family straight cause that what this shit is
Put my life down in these verses now
Abuse the beat like Bobby but I relate more like a Mercer child
Call me Andre I'm so versatile
See Baby Boy no Angel but bet I'm a better person now
Im a Rockstar you gon die tryin shoot me down
I'll make my self rich Jeffree Star Gucci plates
Bitch still lookin for your niche feelin tired can't relate
Here's the tea get a cup
All these rappers wack as f*ck
If KDOT king then I got ups
Put my tokens on the pinball
I may not bling but I got bucks
You're a joke when I get involved
Bitch you paralyzed we can't kick it
There's no stereotype that I fit wit
When I'm televised I'm'a terrorize the industry with my Misfits

We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
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English

We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"

We raised on Trap or Die
Savage on empty stomachs with a hell of an appetite
Said "To Hell with the afterlife!"
We gon get what we can tonight
Percy the pain away
Count up the stash twice
Make sure all the product weigh
Divide by position and fence all the merchandise
Only hide when there's flashing lights
Ten toes till my soul ignite
Momma didn't raise no fool
Dem bumbaclat don't wan romp but me do
In the jungle with them sticks dem ting long like bamboo
Get this gouda sick of wish sandwiches and prison noodles
Fila Mignon with my Toaster Strudel
Gator skin on my Jimmy Choo
Black cow hide in my livingroom
Silent time on my private yacht with my kids and Boo
Camouflaged down in Caribou
Eatin Tiramisu with a silver spoon
I was never fly I just jumped and found my parachute
Bitch where was you!?
When we was dead broke
Everybody had jokes
Always had smokes
I ALWAYS HAD SMOKE!

We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"


Now I've known Gzo since way back like Head to Toe
So when this music shit start crackin my bro know it's Green light gro
He need a crib need a whip I gotta take take of the kids
I Need to make sure that the family straight cause that what this shit is
Put my life down in these verses now
Abuse the beat like Bobby but I relate more like a Mercer child
Call me Andre I'm so versatile
See Baby Boy no Angel but bet I'm a better person now
Im a Rockstar you gon die tryin shoot me down
I'll make my self rich Jeffree Star Gucci plates
Bitch still lookin for your niche feelin tired can't relate
Here's the tea get a cup
All these rappers wack as f*ck
If KDOT king then I got ups
Put my tokens on the pinball
I may not bling but I got bucks
You're a joke when I get involved
Bitch you paralyzed we can't kick it
There's no stereotype that I fit wit
When I'm televised I'm'a terrorize the industry with my Misfits

We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
We was dead broke
Momma always had smokes
Always had smoke
Sometimes went ghost
When we was piss poor
We can always get more
As a jit was kickin doors
Screamin "GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!"
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Writer: Bradley Tempel
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