"Ganja" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
"Ganja"
(Fatboi)
Spliff while smokin' the ganja
And go under, I can see it
I'm foggin' up the window
Skully, crack it
I can't breathe
I sneaky with the women, not gon' wonder, "Why she leave?"
Bitch, I push out two in a tally coupe (Coupe)
SD5, and it's tactic, too (Too)
What? You think that all this time was cool? (Go)
In a cell where killers smoke K2 (Go)
I'm the same lil' nigga, look how I grew (Grew)
I been movin' ahead, they ain't catchin' a clue (Clue)
I been too far ahead and these millions here proof (Top)
Tell that nigga I'm-, yeah (What?)
When I point it, they shoot (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm hurtin', but I'm on it, and I mean they gon' notice
I'm smokin' on ganja, I gotta stay loaded (Gotta get loaded)
I'ma pour up a 5, then I'm comin' alive
Every thing with the side, you know that I code it (You know that)
I'ma pray to the flag
On a flight with the guys
All the 5s in the skies, you know that they coach me (Coach me)
Lost my head when grandma died
I sat and cried soon as they told me
Lean, lean (Mmm), kill the pain
I swear all the water make it go away
I stepped in the rain, and then, since then, it been the same
All this shit, it brought me pain (Uh), I thought to find another lane
I stayed up 'cause I thought you was comin' over (Oh)
These times around, it start remindin' me of the old ones (Oh, ones)
This shit for you, but, look, who knew? You don't even notice me
I thought I proved that you was the one I only wanted
Go tell 'em Skully murder shit, it's gon' go down about me
I'm the one who only act like I don't notice
Want me go home, but I been hustlin', I wasn't plannin' on leavin'
I wonder, one day, if she found another (Oh)
Spliff while smokin' the ganja
And go under, I can see it
I'm foggin' up the window
Skully, crack it
I can't breathe
I sneaky with the women, not gon' wonder, "Why she leave?"
I been sleepin' with the money, you could smell it out my jeans (Ah)
Sleepin' with the money, chase it, gala runnin' over (Ah)
Smokin' on the ganja, my lil' soda fallin' over (Ah)
Come straight from the concrete with the K wrapped on the shoulder (Ah)
Bandana on the Glock, she probably think I'm from Magnolia
You was sleep when I got in, don't wake back up (Up)
It ain't like that I ain't think 'bout that at all, I was wrong
I been all night in my feelings and you might not like this song
I had bought you some Essentials, and some bracelets made by Chrome, uh
Citgo gas out, like headphone
Double R named Lizzo
I done had two loaders of my Lyzo
You gon' hear me through the headphones 'fore I pop up out that window
She want me to get her loaded, but I'm rollin' and that kick strong (Bomp, bomp, bomp)
Too many, havin' mansion like Soulja (Bomp, bomp, bomp)
Gettin' full of that dirty, headin' over, 5 (B-Bomp, bomp, bomp)
Barely can't help me, but just tell me that you notice (Brr-dah, brr-dah, bomp, bomp)
Rasta, go take the chopper, about the Dada, blow it
Spliff while smokin' the ganja
And go under, I can see it
I'm foggin' up the window
Skully, crack it
I can't breathe
I sneaky with the women, not gon' wonder, "Why she leave?"
I been sleepin' with the money, you could smell it out my jeans (Ah)
Sleepin' with the money, chase it, gala runnin' over (Ah)
Smokin' on the ganja, my lil' soda fallin' over (Ah)
Come straight from the concrete with the K wrapped on the shoulder (Ah-ah)
Bandana on the Glock, she probably think I'm from Magnolia
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