"Would Be Muggers" lyrics

"Would Be Muggers"

What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Why you tryna smoke like me?
When you know you can't hide that I'm a motherfuckin' G
I be up in the sky, you ain't nothing like me
I be smokin' and ridin' down the motherfuckin' street
I ain't duckin' and hidin', letting everybody see
I'm lookin' like the supplier, got what everybody need
Even when they tryna fight it, I'll be there without a key
I don't even know why you tryna be like me

Spend that once, nigga, do it again
Already made it, I'ma prove it again
Play this game, yeah, I'm playing to win
All these chicks in my bed
All this piff in my head
All this getting this bread
All these niggas upset wishing it was them instead
But it's me
Lightin' another joint for my enemies
'Nother hundred million for my friends to see

What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Why you tryna smoke like me?
When you know you can't hide that I'm a motherfuckin' G
I be up in the sky, you ain't nothing like me
I be smokin' and ridin' down the motherfuckin' street
I ain't duckin' and hidin', letting everybody see
I'm lookin' like the supplier, got what everybody need
Even when they tryna fight it, I'll be there without a key
I don't even know why you tryna be like me

Blow it by the pound when no one around
Only when it counts, hit me 'fore you bounce
Got a large amount
Never put it out, never coming down, never on the ground
Ever lost a gram? I'm the one that found it
You can roll a J, you can roll an ounce
You can roll the whole thing, fuck it, dog, I don't even count
Used to be the youngest nigga in the city buying trees
Now I'm looking like the boss and I run the town

What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
What we doing? Rolling up, smoking, baby
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Then we gon' hop out, spend it all, jump back in
Why you tryna smoke like me?
When you know you can't hide that I'm a motherfuckin' G
I be up in the sky, you ain't nothing like me
I be smokin' and ridin' down the motherfuckin' street
I ain't duckin' and hidin', letting everybody see
I'm lookin' like the supplier, got what everybody need
Even when they tryna fight it, I'll be there without a key
I don't even know why you tryna be like me


Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Jeremy Kulosek
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