Vagabond
Smoking on dodi with Cody
And my nigga Zack got pack they brodies
What a suite life smoking on OZ's
In my white tee and PJ's real cozy
You would think I'm a vagabond
Don't give a fuck about drip when off pack I'm gone
Fuck a trend I don't tag along
Smoke my weed been doing me now they catching on
(Aye BLVD bang that bitch)
I just wanna kick it with the hippies
Write a little music might sing on a rapping song
Chewing on shrooms get trippy
Dru got the brews JP brought the cash along
Sound good man we finna hit the stu
Got time to kill and it's nothing to do
Out in SA if you out of the loop
Stay out of the way we jus write and produce
But I'm tryna do something new
I'm tryna get outta the house with the crew
Recording and smoking imported is cool
But I'm tryna party let's go to the pool
Puffing on purple
College kids round they start up a circle
Pass it came around pace slow as a turtle
Chiefing the roach to get over the hurdle
Fashion on captions like he need some Virgil
Bong rips and hits be the drip ain't no Squirtle
Zip to my lips be the flex that's a curl
All about my trees and bars nuts no squirrel
Got em asking what's his name ain't Earl
More like Crabman roll Pearls might hurl Too wavy
Sea like ship bite this you crazy
Eating I'm good got bread I'm gravy
Yeah bitch
Smoking on dodi with Cody
And my nigga Zack got pack they brodies
What a suite life smoking on OZ's
In my white tee and PJ's real cozy
You would think I'm a vagabond
Don't give a fuck about drip when off pack I'm gone
Fuck a trend I don't tag along
Smoke my weed been doing me now they catching on
(Smokin' on)
(Smokin' on)
Smoking on dodi with brodie's swear none of these niggas can hold me when I'm off the OG
I jus got a OZ from homie he rock the gold rollie and stay by the stove he be whipping And working I hang with parolees
Kush we smoking Broly it make me feel holy
Exotic extreme talking more than Mick Foley
Help me conquer obstacles my bud kick goalies
We go for the goal we gone win
Hit the hat trick bet the capping gone end
Feel like Hollywood when we on the corner
Probably cause the wood filled with marijuana
Life of a stoner smoke 'til Kush put us in comas
Y'all go shopping I don't wanna
I wanna kick it turn up run up commas
In the crib bet we gon burn up a sauna
And my nigga Zack got pack they brodies
What a suite life smoking on OZ's
In my white tee and PJ's real cozy
You would think I'm a vagabond
Don't give a fuck about drip when off pack I'm gone
Fuck a trend I don't tag along
Smoke my weed been doing me now they catching on
(Aye BLVD bang that bitch)
I just wanna kick it with the hippies
Write a little music might sing on a rapping song
Chewing on shrooms get trippy
Dru got the brews JP brought the cash along
Sound good man we finna hit the stu
Got time to kill and it's nothing to do
Out in SA if you out of the loop
Stay out of the way we jus write and produce
But I'm tryna do something new
I'm tryna get outta the house with the crew
Recording and smoking imported is cool
But I'm tryna party let's go to the pool
Puffing on purple
College kids round they start up a circle
Pass it came around pace slow as a turtle
Chiefing the roach to get over the hurdle
Fashion on captions like he need some Virgil
Bong rips and hits be the drip ain't no Squirtle
Zip to my lips be the flex that's a curl
All about my trees and bars nuts no squirrel
Got em asking what's his name ain't Earl
More like Crabman roll Pearls might hurl Too wavy
Sea like ship bite this you crazy
Eating I'm good got bread I'm gravy
Yeah bitch
Smoking on dodi with Cody
And my nigga Zack got pack they brodies
What a suite life smoking on OZ's
In my white tee and PJ's real cozy
You would think I'm a vagabond
Don't give a fuck about drip when off pack I'm gone
Fuck a trend I don't tag along
Smoke my weed been doing me now they catching on
(Smokin' on)
(Smokin' on)
Smoking on dodi with brodie's swear none of these niggas can hold me when I'm off the OG
I jus got a OZ from homie he rock the gold rollie and stay by the stove he be whipping And working I hang with parolees
Kush we smoking Broly it make me feel holy
Exotic extreme talking more than Mick Foley
Help me conquer obstacles my bud kick goalies
We go for the goal we gone win
Hit the hat trick bet the capping gone end
Feel like Hollywood when we on the corner
Probably cause the wood filled with marijuana
Life of a stoner smoke 'til Kush put us in comas
Y'all go shopping I don't wanna
I wanna kick it turn up run up commas
In the crib bet we gon burn up a sauna
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Writer(s): William Collins Iii
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