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smokedoutcigarette - under me lyrics

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[chorus: smokedoutcigarette]

ima beat the case, boy you know i’m with the tellers (yeah)
they gon’ learn from me, might just leave, i keep on wasting time
i need to go make some bread
yeah we outside until the suns up
after that i gotta lock in coz i don’t like being around the fake
don’t talk to me
+kay like boy you cannot hang, go get your buddies
i’m laughing coz i know he couldn’t catch me coz he fat and chubby
i keep runnin’ up them “hunneds” i’m in love with +
yeah we seen him shop at dollar tree, i thought you had some racks, then come and show ’em
(yeah)

[verse 1: smokedoutcigarette]
wake up, look up, i thank god for making me this way
like, no way yo’ ahh gon’ be infront i’m like first place
i’m waking up and the first thing i’m doing is countin’ that money
i used to tell ’em i’d make it, they wouldn’t believe me, i’m looking around man this sh+t funny
how about you n+ggas stop the bluffin’
funny to see them online and then in person
y’all don’t look like 687 likes under a minute
(yeah) i left friends back in 2020 i cut off all my bridges
i started focusing on digits (uh, yeah)
shout+out twin, he been focused on that promo
yeah he say he dnd around, i clear the air like “no no”
once i pull up, start asking questions, he stepping back like i don’t know
like bro stop acting like you innocent, your whole image is my flow
[verse 2: smokedoutcigarette]

yeah, they mad at me coz i do it with ease
yeah, i never show my face, i been stacking up my cheese
yeah, she gon’ do whatever i tell her, no saying “please”
yeah, we can’t be around him coz that boy like the police
(yeah)
i just copped another line, i stay on my toes, before i love a +
yeah and if they mention me again, i might just bring it out come meet the pole
i been off the grid, give her what she wanted, now she want some more
i told her come over, while i’m locked in recording, she at the door
yeah, my life is like a movie, we making it then we spend it
yeah, my pockets over+loading i think i need some new denims
in the srt i’m faded while driving, this ain’t a rental
and y’all ain’t built for this i know that if they hate on you, yo sad ass going mental

[chorus: smokedoutcigarette]

ima beat the case, boy you know i’m with them tellers (yeah)
they gon’ learn from me, might just leave, i keep on wasting time
i need to go make some bread
yeah we outside until the suns up
after that i gotta lock in coz i don’t like being around the fake
don’t talk to me
+ kay like boy you cannot hang, go get your buddies
i’m laughing coz i know he couldn’t catch me coz he fat and chubby
i keep runnin’ up them “hunneds” i’m in love with +
yeah we seen him shop at dollar tree, i thought you had some racks, then come and show ’em
(yeah)



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