SLOW CAR

I gotta fast car
I drive it slow cuz I'm rollin stoned
Feelin' like a rockstar
Hop on a plane I'm never home
And high
Is the only way
I fly
Come and roll with me
We can all get stoned

When I go to sleep I burn a bowl
Wake up, first thing, gotta roll
Step outside, get my lungs full
Love Oxygen and diesel pulls
Got the neighbors like, holy smokes
That kid can smoke
Whole street look like crowd control
Whole zip code smell what I rolled
28 g's, that's all I blow
Friends fall off like dominos
How it happened, I don't know
Well I guess I do, they got comfortable
Keep working, keep the pockets full
Keep dreamin, yeah my head is full
Of THC and these life goals
Left or right, round the obstacles
Always up, my cheat code

I gotta fast car
But I drive it slow cuz I'm rollin stoned
Feelin' like a rockstar
Hop on a plane I'm never home
And high
Is the only way
I fly
Come and roll with me
We can all get stoned

Lets catch a flight
We can do it right
First class kush
You know I roll it tight
747 looking, king-size RAW
"M" in the crutch, baby suck it like a straw
A+ plant, I'm rollin honor roll
Wanna get high, then you know who to call
Maui that is I, wowie keep me onna float
I giver that "D", yeah my bitch just love a bone
Wake up, bake up
Gotta check the stocks
Slippin on my reefs
Yeah I don't need the socks
Walk up out the house, no shirt on
I just rolled a joint, I just hit the bong
Baby still in bed, I just hit the box
Birds eye view, yeah I stay up with the hawks
Different type of breed
Emotional boy, but the kid gotta eat
Hustle and compete
Somebody working, trynna steal your seat
Live, watch, learn
All days wanna eat
All dogs want love, all dogs wanna treat
It's a cruel world some dogs got fleas
Some homeless just living on the street
All we do is, sleep hump eat

I gotta fast car
But I drive it slow cuz I'm rollin stoned
Feelin' like a rockstar
Hop on a plane I'm never home
And high
Is the only way
I fly
Come and roll with me
We can all get stoned

I swear man
Nothing better than a summer night drive burnin a fat J with the windows down
Shit takes me somewhere
To a different state of mind
You gotta appreciate the little things
Small things, like the color of her eyes
The Rocky Mountains in good sunlight
Sound of waves when they crash at night
The smallest things, worth the most in life
Our first kiss, way different hit
My first junior goal, glad I didn't miss
To the dispo, make a quick trip
Fresh onion, yeah that's my shit
Cuz I gotta fast car
And sometimes I just stomp the gas
But I got the radar on
So I'm in the left lane goin' fast
I don't watch NASCAR
But I drive my shit like I'm trynna lap
Running on diesel
Everyday know I pump my gas

I gotta fast car
But I drive it slow cuz I'm rollin stoned
Feelin' like a rockstar
Hop on a plane I'm never home
And high
Is the only way
I fly
Come and roll with me
We can all get stoned



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Writer(s): Donald Nordstrom
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