200 Grams
Oh my god, it's literally the fucking Pom-Poms
(Oh my god, Kitty) are you fucking kidding me with this shit? (That's a Ricky beat)
I'm chilling in the candlelight
With a couple hundred grams of supply
You said you think we've got plans tonight
And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right"
I hear you on the phone
But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit
I really wanna go
Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high
High off a nice sativa
Water in my eyes so I can barely see ya
Haze got me looking at my feet for about a half an hour, but I got nowhere to be
(Well, I guess I'll take off) take off to clear my head
Got a free day, I'ma spend it
Baking like I'm bread and flaking on my friends
Now pretend that you're captain, ready to ascend
Then lay back and relax, I'ma be your flight attendant
Check it out, I recommend
I think it's a hybrid, a pretty good blend
Somehow I always hit it harder than intended
Fly too far and I give myself the bends
I'm chilling in the candlelight
With a couple hundred grams of supply
You said you think we've got plans tonight
And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right"
I hear you on the phone
But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit
I really wanna go
Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high
Check it out, I recommend
I think it's a hybrid, a pretty good blend
Somehow I always hit it harder than intended
Fly too far and I give myself the bends
Ooh, ahh, you guys
I'm serious this time, I think I'm really 'bout to have a heart attack
I really think it's serious
This time I'm 'bout to have a heart attack, ooh
I'm chilling in the candlelight
With a couple hundred grams of supply
You said you think we've got plans tonight
And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right"
I hear you on the phone
But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit
I really wanna go
Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high
High, ooh
Sorry, baby, but I can't 'cause I got too high
(Can't 'cause I got too high)
Sorry, baby, but I can't 'cause I got too high
(I got too high)
(Oh my god, Kitty) are you fucking kidding me with this shit? (That's a Ricky beat)
I'm chilling in the candlelight
With a couple hundred grams of supply
You said you think we've got plans tonight
And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right"
I hear you on the phone
But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit
I really wanna go
Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high
High off a nice sativa
Water in my eyes so I can barely see ya
Haze got me looking at my feet for about a half an hour, but I got nowhere to be
(Well, I guess I'll take off) take off to clear my head
Got a free day, I'ma spend it
Baking like I'm bread and flaking on my friends
Now pretend that you're captain, ready to ascend
Then lay back and relax, I'ma be your flight attendant
Check it out, I recommend
I think it's a hybrid, a pretty good blend
Somehow I always hit it harder than intended
Fly too far and I give myself the bends
I'm chilling in the candlelight
With a couple hundred grams of supply
You said you think we've got plans tonight
And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right"
I hear you on the phone
But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit
I really wanna go
Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high
Check it out, I recommend
I think it's a hybrid, a pretty good blend
Somehow I always hit it harder than intended
Fly too far and I give myself the bends
Ooh, ahh, you guys
I'm serious this time, I think I'm really 'bout to have a heart attack
I really think it's serious
This time I'm 'bout to have a heart attack, ooh
I'm chilling in the candlelight
With a couple hundred grams of supply
You said you think we've got plans tonight
And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right"
I hear you on the phone
But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit
I really wanna go
Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high
High, ooh
Sorry, baby, but I can't 'cause I got too high
(Can't 'cause I got too high)
Sorry, baby, but I can't 'cause I got too high
(I got too high)
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Writer(s): Kathryn Leigh Beckwith, Samuel Joseph Ray
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