Ride & Smoke

Astronautics

Th-this that shit to ride to
(This that shit) this that shit to smoke and get high to
Show 'em who they talkin' 'bout
Pull up like a Sage out front
Walk up on the stage, gettin' paid like I want

Th-this that shit to slide to
(This that shit) this that shit to smoke and get high to
Show her who she talkin' 'bout
Pull up like a god out front
Shinin' like a star, rotating round 'em like the sun

Smokin' marijuana and stackin' like I ain't used to bread
Playa's out here rich and stoned
Like the Medusa head
Dropped a hundred grand on some land
But you would never know
Ain't your average rapper
The difference is that them niggas jokes

No type of defense, I ball on 'em every evening
I'm different seasons, them other suckers just the weekend
Turning lemons into lemonade
Girl I got the juice
If you ridin' then we gettin paid

Know that, ain't bustin Kodak's
It's secret service round here, baby
Presidential and Mary is the first lady
So if you rollin' we can kick it
Just bring some for the Mrs.
If it came to it, better handle yo' business

Huh, rutilated quartz
Clearing all the chakras
Wasn't worried then and still now ain't worried bout ya
We gettin' to the money
Been making this fire
Every time the harvest drop we take 'em even higher

Th-this that shit to ride to
(This that shit) this that shit to smoke and get high to
Show 'em who they talkin' 'bout
Pull up like a Sage out front
Walk up on the stage, gettin' paid like I want

Th-this that shit to slide to
(This that shit) this that shit to smoke and get high to
Show her who she talkin' 'bout
Pull up like a god out front
Shinin' like a star, rotating round'em like the sun (yeah)

This that 3 a.m. pass me a lighter
This that I'm high as fuck, still trying to get higher
Lucy done consumed me
None are higher, I'm the pinnacle like the Spire
I inspire with my wordplay

I'm in the mix
It's going digi' Tuesday or Saturday
Big leaf twisting, raw cone stuffing
No pinners, mind in a tizzy
Smoke so good, held my breath so long
Got me light headed and dizzy

Searching for enlightenment
Whole world in a decline
Clouded mind's eye istracted by distractions
Non-essentials get your attention
And it's curtains
Did I mention misdirection?
They get a hard on

In thoughts of human stepping
Protect your peace
Be grateful for blessings
And if it's a must, grip a Smith & Wesson
What I'm smoking on
Call it Mon$ta's Mind
You smoke some of this shit
You'll be at an all-time high

Th-this that shit to ride to
(This that shit) this that shit to smoke and get high to
Show 'em who they talkin' 'bout
Pull up like a Sage out front
Walk up on the stage, gettin' paid like I want

Th-this that shit to slide to
(This that shit) this that shit to smoke and get high to
Show her who she talkin' 'bout
Pull up like a god out front
Shinin' like a star, rotating round 'em like the sun

Yeah, it's your boy
Jupiter
Astronautics
Strap in
Roll somethin'



Credits
Writer(s): Taurean Tore Kornegay, Matthew Alan Mounsey
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