Flint$toned
I got eyes in the back of my head
Rubies and roses are red
Doobie I'm smoking is leaving me dead
Scooby is hoping I leave him some bread
Coupe, but I'm lonely, I need me some head
And I need me some head
And I need me some head
Jacuzzi was low key the best of the best
I was baked as a chip on the side of the road
In the heat of the day, all my garments are cold
A mirage in my soul, I'm as high as it goes
Drop in your heart like an acid tab
Riding rollercoasters, riding rollercoasters
Riding locomotives, it's a magic hat
Bitch, it's plastic trash
Pay her cash for gas
Putting sour diesel in my unleaded engine
Cost me 8,700 stacks, oh fuck me
Pretty bitches staying unlucky
Damn, I'm high as a kite
Flintstoned on a Friday night
I get stoned and still I'm high off hype
This a syndrome, bitch, that I don't like
If you get domed, get your kids home
Get your big nose fuck up out the white
Fuck up out the white
Oh my gosh
I'm feeling heavy as metal did in the seventies
California weather, I settle down by some lemon trees
Bruschetta and Berettas, Italian leather, no pedigree
Show me someone better, I'm sick of scribbling elegies
Ella Janes and hella queens
I married Jane and Johnny stole my doe and my identity
Carry pain and probably know I'll go and change my energy
Driving fucking zooted, searching for a fucking felony
Who's gon' be telling me they don't remember me?
No one
I need some motherfucking pleasantries
Weed in the hotel room, it's the best of the amenities
My future looking evergreen
Bitch, I'm hella g
Flintstoned
Flintstoned
Flintstoned
Flint
Rubies and roses are red
Doobie I'm smoking is leaving me dead
Scooby is hoping I leave him some bread
Coupe, but I'm lonely, I need me some head
And I need me some head
And I need me some head
Jacuzzi was low key the best of the best
I was baked as a chip on the side of the road
In the heat of the day, all my garments are cold
A mirage in my soul, I'm as high as it goes
Drop in your heart like an acid tab
Riding rollercoasters, riding rollercoasters
Riding locomotives, it's a magic hat
Bitch, it's plastic trash
Pay her cash for gas
Putting sour diesel in my unleaded engine
Cost me 8,700 stacks, oh fuck me
Pretty bitches staying unlucky
Damn, I'm high as a kite
Flintstoned on a Friday night
I get stoned and still I'm high off hype
This a syndrome, bitch, that I don't like
If you get domed, get your kids home
Get your big nose fuck up out the white
Fuck up out the white
Oh my gosh
I'm feeling heavy as metal did in the seventies
California weather, I settle down by some lemon trees
Bruschetta and Berettas, Italian leather, no pedigree
Show me someone better, I'm sick of scribbling elegies
Ella Janes and hella queens
I married Jane and Johnny stole my doe and my identity
Carry pain and probably know I'll go and change my energy
Driving fucking zooted, searching for a fucking felony
Who's gon' be telling me they don't remember me?
No one
I need some motherfucking pleasantries
Weed in the hotel room, it's the best of the amenities
My future looking evergreen
Bitch, I'm hella g
Flintstoned
Flintstoned
Flintstoned
Flint
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Writer(s): Alexander Degrange
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