Smoke Out

Do you know what time it is
Let's do this thing

Let's get high, let's get fried
Let's get lit, let's smoke this shit
Taking a ride on the red-eye
Smoking all the green in sight
Blazed, blitzed, bouldered and baked
Rip that shit, for heaven sake
Gettin' deep in the sticky icky
Whatever does the trick, you know I ain't picky

Do you want to
Smoke out
I do, I do, I do
Do you want to
Smoke out

You're always tryin' to match when I bring the hash and your grass tastes like ass
What's up with that man
Like, for real, I put up with it, but it pisses me off
That is pretty inconsiderate of you
Whatever

Do you want to
Smoke out
I do, I do, I do
Do you want to
Smoke out



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Neff
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