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​smokedope2016 - frat lyrics

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[chorus]
baby i just wanna know if you can’t go home
yeah, your parents hate me ’cause i’m smoking too much dro
yeah, you know i love my tree you ask me to blow some o’s
i get high and lose my mind, paranoid, closing doors
when i’m with the bros, we sip 4s, yeah
goin’ loco, i know i’m too old to go dumb
pass out at 3, wake up when it`s 10
go out to eat, b+tch i do it again
b+tch i love college, i ain’t even go, what’s the f+cking problem?
i be in yo city where them frat b+tches steady toppin’
[?] up in the store to steal some swag, but he couldn’t cop it
i don’t run track, but ho, i’m on my way to foamposites
on my gang [?] so much drip that my b+tch thought my room’s a closet thought that was a diss, i got p+ssed, i got nauseous
[?] accidentally bought it
i got out the trap way too quick, when the feds were on it

[bridge]
when the feds were on it
i ain’t even [?] (yeah)
i got a bad b+tch in my phone right now
i got a bad b+tch in my phone right now
i got a bad b+tch in my phone right now
i got a bad b+tch in my phone right+

[verse]
i just talked to a fiend at the corner store
i had them dreams since i was 15, i been to stoned
and i know i get too mean when i’m in the zone
you a dog, you a b+tch, you just need a bone
and i’m feelin’ too d+mn old yuh
mama askin’ me, “please come home son.”
but i’m with lil fitted f+cked up, posting off the samsung
i be on the tor browser buyin drugs for fun
[chorus]
baby i just wanna know if you can’t go home
yeah, your parents hate me ’cause i’m smoking too much dro
yeah, you know i love my tree you ask me to blow some o’s
i get high and lose my mind, paranoid, closing doors
when i’m with the bros, we sip 4s, yeah
goin’ loco, i know i’m too old to go dumb
pass out at 3, wake up when it`s 10
go out to eat, b+tch i do it again
b+tch i love college, i ain’t even go, what’s the f+cking problem?
i be in yo city where them frat b+tches steady toppin’
[?] up in the store to steal some swag, but he couldn’t cop it
i don’t run track, but ho, i’m on my way to foamposites
on my gang, [?] so much drip that my b+tch thought my room’s a closet thought that was a diss, i got p+ssed, i got nauseous
[?] accidentally bought it
i got out the trap way too quick, when the feds were on it



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