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Smokin Out The Pound Lyrics by FBG Cash

Where U Been? 2

2017

[Intro: FBG Cash]
Smokin' that killer, man (Glah, pew-pew-pew)
Clout Boyz shit, man
Steady smokin' out the pound
Smokin' out the pound
GoDumb, what it do? (Dope)
Boss Young, what it do? (Huh)
Smokin' out the pound
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
Smokin' out the pound, steady rollin' up
Mouth gettin' dry, I'm runnin' out of blunts
Roll another Dutch 'cause I'm out of 'Woods
[?] in them blunts, Swishers big as fuck
Finna kill a opp, all I smoke is dope
You ain't matchin' loud, I don't wanna smoke
Ooh, I think I love her, look at how she roll
Yeah, that's Mary Jane, never let her go
Look at how she glow, everybody on her (Huh)
Landed in the Chi, she from Arizona (Yoom)
Smoky like a sauna, baby, I'm a stoner (Let's get it)
Yeah, that's Mary Jane, everybody want her (Huh)
[Verse 1: FBG Cash]
Smokin' out the bag, I'm not smokin' bags
Baby mama trippin', said she smellin' gas
Do look at the strands, where this from again? (Damn)
Tooka got me chokin', hit the blunt again (Tooka?)
They don't understand, Tooka, that's my mans
Goofy niggas went and took the shit and ran (Therms)
Got me off them Xans thinkin' 'bout my mans
Get so high, I need a parachute to land (High)
Mary Jane been with me for a minute (Minute)
We ain't never gon' end, we in it (We in it)
I was locked up, gone for a slammer (Huh)
Couldn't wait to get home to a zone, fiendin' it (Loud)
Cali Kush got no seeds in it (None)
Smoke OG, no P. Miller (None)
Came in with a zip of Irene (Loud)
Had a dream I was rollin' off the bean (That dopey-dope)
Smoke so much dope, I'ma OD
Say you are what you smoke, I'm a OG
Smoke so much dope, I'ma OD (Let's get it)
Say you are what you smoke, I'm a OG (Let's get it)
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
Smokin' out the pound, steady rollin' up
Mouth gettin' dry, I'm runnin' out of blunts
Roll another Dutch 'cause I'm out of 'Woods
[?] in them blunts, Swishers big as fuck
Finna kill a opp, all I smoke is dope
You ain't matchin' loud, I don't wanna smoke
Ooh, I think I love her, look at how she roll
Yeah, that's Mary Jane, never let her go
Look at how she glow, everybody on her
Landed in the Chi, she from Arizona
Smoky like a sauna, baby, I'm a stoner
Yeah, that's Mary Jane, everybody want her
[Verse 2: FBG Young]
I just smoked a zip with somebody bitch (Roll up)
L-O with a bitch that everybody hit (Dope)
I don't give a fuck, shawty keep me lit (Come on)
Faded off the Piff, think I'm finna drift
Got to keep at least thirty in the clip (Thirty)
Mama pray I make it home every rip
Mama, they know who they playin' with (They playin' with)
Run up on me wrong, they gon' eat the clip (Bah)
These bitches is goin', they down for whatever (Whatever)
These niggas is seasonal, they change like the weather (Fufu)
Been workin' my bezel, got stacks for whatever (Whatever)
Free lil' Darrell, he hotter than metal (Free gang)
Shorty got killers, she a head doctor (Head doctor)
These niggas broke, they be bread watchin' (Bread watchin')
I heard he pig workin', he fed, coppin' (Pig)
And out your budget, that's all I'm rockin' (Broke)
Hundred bag jug and it's all my profit
Hit a nigga up, he won't make the doctor (No way)
All my shooters turnt like Waka Flocka (Waka, Flocka)
He ain't really scorin', he ain't make the roster
Came a long way from packs, had to touch me a sack (Trap Money)
Fuck a shoebox, rubberband on my rack
Put the ice on my TEC, that bitch hang off my neck (Glah)
Come at me wrong, blow this bitch like a ref (Bang)
Fresh out of trauma, right back to the trap
Can't feel my legs, but I run through a sack
They callin' me Papi, they callin' me Hef' (Huh)
Bitch, shut the fuck up, put that Piff in the air
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
Smokin' out the pound, steady rollin' up
Mouth gettin' dry, I'm runnin' out of blunts
Roll another Dutch 'cause I'm out of 'Woods
[?] in them blunts, Swishers big as fuck
Finna kill a opp, all I smoke is dope
You ain't matchin' loud, I don't wanna smoke
Ooh, I think I love her, look at how she roll
Yeah, that's Mary Jane, never let her go
Look at how she glow, everybody on her
Landed in the Chi, she from Arizona
Smoky like a sauna, baby, I'm a stoner
Yeah, that's Mary Jane, everybody want her
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About “Smokin Out The Pound” by FBG Cash

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