Good Times
I get high off your memories
If you smoking what we smoking
Then you know we blowing trees
I be getting lit all day and night
Pass the blunt, not to the right
You know the vibes
Yeah, we having good times
Bill up a Backwood
I'm a need a zip tonight
Trying to get super lit
Under the moonlight
Straight high grade ital spliff
Yes yes yes that's what I like
Salt bae with the grabba
You know when the mood is right
Always high, stepped in the elevator
Level 9, I'm a meditator
My brain fried, no Delegator
Wanna know something ask me later
I'm high right now bye bye haters
See me flying, aviator
All gassed up no generator
1 plus 2 no calculator
Is three, what you wanna know
You wanna know me
I'm lit without loud
Sometimes quiet when I'm lit
So what's it going to be?
Cause I'll start shaking
Like pop smoke see me shake it
Get me lit and let's get naked
Have this whole damn room earth quaking like
I get high off your memories
If you smoking what we smoking
Then you know we blowing trees
I be getting lit all day and night
Pass the blunt, not to the right
You know the vibes
Yeah, we having good times
Now shake it
I dropped the beat, I didn't break it
I rolled the blunt and then shaped it
I light trees it up to just so to escape shit
Sativa has me popping
In the club catch me Diddy bopping
No drugs just weed I'm copping
I'm lit bare tunes I'm dropping
Cookie gelato, I'm chocolate
Ice cream sandwich baby
Gorilla glue and my wig
Stuck like bandage baby
Hindu Kush in my ends
That's different language baby
Larry bird in the sky
You know I'm flapping baby
Yeah I know you vibing with it flowing it
I drive the beat you know I'm riding with it going with it
I'm quick with it, might catch a lick with it
I do it on the stick Lil spit cause I'm the sick with it
I'm the shit with it I grind it down I roll it
I French inhale control it
Running on this track like I stole it
That Indica, yeah it got me feeling crazy
This Candy tastes like baileys
I blow it on the daily
I get high off your memories
If you smoking what we smoking
Then you know we blowing trees
I be getting lit all day and night
Pass the blunt, not to the right
You know the vibes
Yeah, we having good times
If you smoking what we smoking
Then you know we blowing trees
I be getting lit all day and night
Pass the blunt, not to the right
You know the vibes
Yeah, we having good times
Bill up a Backwood
I'm a need a zip tonight
Trying to get super lit
Under the moonlight
Straight high grade ital spliff
Yes yes yes that's what I like
Salt bae with the grabba
You know when the mood is right
Always high, stepped in the elevator
Level 9, I'm a meditator
My brain fried, no Delegator
Wanna know something ask me later
I'm high right now bye bye haters
See me flying, aviator
All gassed up no generator
1 plus 2 no calculator
Is three, what you wanna know
You wanna know me
I'm lit without loud
Sometimes quiet when I'm lit
So what's it going to be?
Cause I'll start shaking
Like pop smoke see me shake it
Get me lit and let's get naked
Have this whole damn room earth quaking like
I get high off your memories
If you smoking what we smoking
Then you know we blowing trees
I be getting lit all day and night
Pass the blunt, not to the right
You know the vibes
Yeah, we having good times
Now shake it
I dropped the beat, I didn't break it
I rolled the blunt and then shaped it
I light trees it up to just so to escape shit
Sativa has me popping
In the club catch me Diddy bopping
No drugs just weed I'm copping
I'm lit bare tunes I'm dropping
Cookie gelato, I'm chocolate
Ice cream sandwich baby
Gorilla glue and my wig
Stuck like bandage baby
Hindu Kush in my ends
That's different language baby
Larry bird in the sky
You know I'm flapping baby
Yeah I know you vibing with it flowing it
I drive the beat you know I'm riding with it going with it
I'm quick with it, might catch a lick with it
I do it on the stick Lil spit cause I'm the sick with it
I'm the shit with it I grind it down I roll it
I French inhale control it
Running on this track like I stole it
That Indica, yeah it got me feeling crazy
This Candy tastes like baileys
I blow it on the daily
I get high off your memories
If you smoking what we smoking
Then you know we blowing trees
I be getting lit all day and night
Pass the blunt, not to the right
You know the vibes
Yeah, we having good times
Credits
Writer(s): Jayde Hamilton
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