On the Ground

Big chillin like Jabba the Hutt
Nobody, out pizzas the trust
Yo we rolling like Khalifa no blunts
Just papes
Puff vapes
Straight bud
I'll smoke a cig
If I be tryna get buzzed
Got a buzz cut
Like I'm going to war
Got the nun chucks
Bad guys hitting the floor
The weed's spilling
I'm really about to soar
I'm in the boat wit no ores
Shit
The new brutes look like orks
If you ask the kid
Nobody was asking tho
Bars sick I'm in need of an antidote
Ask ya folks bout it
The shit we smokes the loudest
Out of this universe
Stupid verse getting spat
Give the facts to the kids
Really trynna get it I'mma do it big
Like big foot prints
Man we back in this bitch
Stitch and lelo got the Maui wowie
You know how it be bro
Cant wait to be on Ebro in the morning
So they can ask me what it's like to be white
I know it's just the morning but I'm high as a kite
Don't mean to be impolite
On Mars and we ducking the space police
Don't why I'm still talking
Man they got the flying cars but I'mma still be walking

On the ground
On the, on the, on the ground
Prolly chilling on a cloud
Yessir
Your neck hurts
Prolly cuz you looking down
The Kid

It's prolly cigarette time
Step outside
It's quite chilly
The rhymes real silly
Eat the dilly bar
Bizarre songs
Prolly too far gone to save him
Feel the burn like when you shaving
Shit is crazy
And mobin couldn't hack it
I be typing really fast like I'm tryna hack it
I'm in
Rhyming with the timing all wack
And bro we on the front lines
Ain't tryna fall back
And with that said
It ain't all about the doe
But go and get that bread
Bread for destruction
Like the robo cop
Now that it be legal
Imma grow some pot
It ain't much but it's a lot
On the grind and bro you know I'll never stop

Nope
The Squid!
Squidrick
Ya know
We out here man
Still, still high
2021
Very High
Rhymes hotter than the sun
Only Just begun shit
Tryna run shit
BrainTrust!



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Writer(s): Ryan Chapman
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