Smoke Trees
Hi my name is CHVRLIE
And I'm here to tell y'all a story
About all of the people hating
Telling me that I'm fake and jaded
I smoke trees
Not the scum that you've been blowing
Run and talk shit
I'll make you regret ever showing your face around me
You fucking disgrace
I'll put you in your rotten dead space
Leaving with a death face
Sticky icky blowing burning up and glowing
Orange golden tip rolling like I know it
Burn another zip dab and go in
Never leaving enemies where they need to be
Places that they can see me
Flying freely above you fuck you
All of the waste you bring around my grace
I'm a motherfucker that'll beat you in your fucking face
Grab the mace squeeze the trigger
I hope it makes you bigger
Tell the crew you did it even when you ran to quiver
My Liver's got me sicker
'Cuz I'm drinking liquor like a hitter
All a dream I wake to feel the poison kill me quicker
I'm steadily drinking bottles empty
Hit the throttle plenty
Leave your ass in the background
Put your into a frenzy
Pullin' up, pillin' up, fillin' up
I feel like I'm lost in a cinema
I don't know what's going on to me lately
But maybe you can come and save me
Escape me and then leave me hanging say cheese
It's all a breeze at the end of the day
You know I'm flowing in the wind
I got tornados in my head it's all a sin again
And I'm here to tell y'all a story
About all of the people hating
Telling me that I'm fake and jaded
I smoke trees
Not the scum that you've been blowing
Run and talk shit
I'll make you regret ever showing your face around me
You fucking disgrace
I'll put you in your rotten dead space
Leaving with a death face
Sticky icky blowing burning up and glowing
Orange golden tip rolling like I know it
Burn another zip dab and go in
Never leaving enemies where they need to be
Places that they can see me
Flying freely above you fuck you
All of the waste you bring around my grace
I'm a motherfucker that'll beat you in your fucking face
Grab the mace squeeze the trigger
I hope it makes you bigger
Tell the crew you did it even when you ran to quiver
My Liver's got me sicker
'Cuz I'm drinking liquor like a hitter
All a dream I wake to feel the poison kill me quicker
I'm steadily drinking bottles empty
Hit the throttle plenty
Leave your ass in the background
Put your into a frenzy
Pullin' up, pillin' up, fillin' up
I feel like I'm lost in a cinema
I don't know what's going on to me lately
But maybe you can come and save me
Escape me and then leave me hanging say cheese
It's all a breeze at the end of the day
You know I'm flowing in the wind
I got tornados in my head it's all a sin again
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Writer(s): Michael Boyer
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