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Drug Smell (feat. 6wurvo) Video (MV)




Performed By: LJDaReal1
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Jacobi Jackson, Lawrence Stukes Jr




LJDaReal1 - Drug Smell (feat. 6wurvo) Lyrics




Oh, she bad, I hit her
Pockets fat, she with it
And she know I made a million
6wurvo f*ckin' with Luh Kesha
Smokin', now she got me swimmin
I'm in love with act, double cup
Now I'm spinnin'

Sippin on some Wocky, nigga
I just bought a oxy, nigga
I tweak out with my twin
Say, I can't feel my body, nigga
Your hoe wanna watch me, nigga
I knew that cause you can't do better than me
I just got a tardy, nigga
I can't lay cause I'm smokin' that weed

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
That I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe
I'm boutta body a whole other world
I pop me a pill, now I'm in my zone
I'ma keep that bitch real
I'ma keep that bitch real, I've been ready to blow

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
That I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe
And you know I'm about that bag, yeah
I just count that cash, yeah
Keep that shit 100, nigga
Your pockets ain't fat, yeah

Your pockets ain't fat, yeah
Your pockets is terrible
Smokin' on that Za, while shorty eat me like a edible
Rollin' back to back that marijuana like it's medical
Shorty talk about me, but what you put on that pedestal

Nothinggg, huh, nothinggg
Shorty fronting, shorty frontinggg
She tryna break my vibe, but bitch, I'm bussin
I don't give a f*ck
When I'm with my bros, then we ain't rushin' (No No)

What's that roaming round the room, that marijuana
I smell, I smell
I'm the real one, they see me and I ring bells
And Brody throwin' bullets, f*ck around and catch one like O'Dell
Like O'Dell, huh, like O'Dell

Smoke so much, I almost fell, huh, I almost fellll
Goin' back to back it's gonna make a nigga melt
Id drill a nigga just like my problems, I don't need no help

I just need my Runtz, double-stuff that hoe with Runtz
Yeah, she on my body, and she finna stunt
If it ain't about the munyun then I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, I'm with my brodie yeah, he higher than the sun
Cause he

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
That I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe
I'm boutta body a whole nother world
I pop me a pill, now I'm in my zone
I'ma keep that bitch real
I'ma keep that bitch real, I been ready to blow

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
And I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe

And you know I'm about that bag, yeah
I just count that cash, yeah
Keep that shit 100, nigga
Your pockets ain't fat, yeah

Know this how you fake it, nigga
Cause you only act, yeah
Shush up get your cake up, nigga
Your pockets too flat, yeah
Know how I'ma bang a nigga
Step out with this mack, yeah

Please stay out my lane, lil' nigga
4-5, catch your hat, yeah
Know I'm not your gang, lil' nigga
Hold on please get back, yeah

With your bitch, we one-on-one
Cause she know I'm the man
All I think about is cash, nigga
Nigga had to run that cake up

I just popped the Xan
I got tired of seein' face, huh
I ain't stupid
Shawty bad, she gon' cough up

She gon' do it
She got booted, she f*ck me
Like I'm Cupid
Plus, I'm zooted lil' bitch, I think I'm gone
I count the bag up with my bro
Shit can't go wrong
They want me back up in that cell
But I cant fold
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Oh, she bad, I hit her
Pockets fat, she with it
And she know I made a million
6wurvo f*ckin' with Luh Kesha
Smokin', now she got me swimmin
I'm in love with act, double cup
Now I'm spinnin'

Sippin on some Wocky, nigga
I just bought a oxy, nigga
I tweak out with my twin
Say, I can't feel my body, nigga
Your hoe wanna watch me, nigga
I knew that cause you can't do better than me
I just got a tardy, nigga
I can't lay cause I'm smokin' that weed

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
That I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe
I'm boutta body a whole other world
I pop me a pill, now I'm in my zone
I'ma keep that bitch real
I'ma keep that bitch real, I've been ready to blow

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
That I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe
And you know I'm about that bag, yeah
I just count that cash, yeah
Keep that shit 100, nigga
Your pockets ain't fat, yeah

Your pockets ain't fat, yeah
Your pockets is terrible
Smokin' on that Za, while shorty eat me like a edible
Rollin' back to back that marijuana like it's medical
Shorty talk about me, but what you put on that pedestal

Nothinggg, huh, nothinggg
Shorty fronting, shorty frontinggg
She tryna break my vibe, but bitch, I'm bussin
I don't give a f*ck
When I'm with my bros, then we ain't rushin' (No No)

What's that roaming round the room, that marijuana
I smell, I smell
I'm the real one, they see me and I ring bells
And Brody throwin' bullets, f*ck around and catch one like O'Dell
Like O'Dell, huh, like O'Dell

Smoke so much, I almost fell, huh, I almost fellll
Goin' back to back it's gonna make a nigga melt
Id drill a nigga just like my problems, I don't need no help

I just need my Runtz, double-stuff that hoe with Runtz
Yeah, she on my body, and she finna stunt
If it ain't about the munyun then I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, I'm with my brodie yeah, he higher than the sun
Cause he

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
That I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe
I'm boutta body a whole nother world
I pop me a pill, now I'm in my zone
I'ma keep that bitch real
I'ma keep that bitch real, I been ready to blow

Sippin' red, now I wanna smoke
The oxy pills, I'm lovin' that dope
And I smell, yeah, I smell the drug on your hoe

And you know I'm about that bag, yeah
I just count that cash, yeah
Keep that shit 100, nigga
Your pockets ain't fat, yeah

Know this how you fake it, nigga
Cause you only act, yeah
Shush up get your cake up, nigga
Your pockets too flat, yeah
Know how I'ma bang a nigga
Step out with this mack, yeah

Please stay out my lane, lil' nigga
4-5, catch your hat, yeah
Know I'm not your gang, lil' nigga
Hold on please get back, yeah

With your bitch, we one-on-one
Cause she know I'm the man
All I think about is cash, nigga
Nigga had to run that cake up

I just popped the Xan
I got tired of seein' face, huh
I ain't stupid
Shawty bad, she gon' cough up

She gon' do it
She got booted, she f*ck me
Like I'm Cupid
Plus, I'm zooted lil' bitch, I think I'm gone
I count the bag up with my bro
Shit can't go wrong
They want me back up in that cell
But I cant fold
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Writer: Jacobi Jackson, Lawrence Stukes Jr
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