PERSIAN RUG

Roll another
Smoke my face off
Sleep till one or two in my bed
Cause it's my day off
My brother called me up
He said let's chief to let some weight off
Puffin OG
Finest green
That's how we are
Sorry professor
Fuck your semester
I'm just trying to get high and chill like Sylvester
Said she northwestern
Keep pestering for weed
Bitch suck my dick
You too damn aggressive
Charged for possession
Went through a regression
Still trying to slide by
Ain't cure my obsession
They say I'm digressing
But I'm still dressing
And steady impressing
So to me that seem like progression
School's in session
Let me teach y'all some lessons
How to look inside ya mind
I found myself when I was a freshman
Fuck you and your weapon
And fuck your prepossessions
You can't hate up on my freshness
You just mad I'm prepossessing

Smoke the weed
Get high
Get low
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more
Smoke the weed
Get high
Get low
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more

Hit this shit four times
She wouldn't let up
Something in my head is saying keep your head up
Fly around with propellers
She got me jealous
Makes me overzealous
Friends with the felons
Always got me smelling
Around like Magellan
I'm in hell and
Feeling like Ellen
I'm excellent
Decent
Intelligence for my intent
Recent
Figured she was heaven sent
The money that I spent
We made a lot of content
But it's not a contest
Check my conquest
No comments
Your pockets concave
My shit is convex
Off the conscience
Another success
She was suspect
She my favorite substance
No suspect
She was on a substance
In a scrummage
I'll be where the crumbs is

Smoke the weed
Get high
Get low
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more
Smoke the weed
Get high
Get low
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more
Can you break it?
Can you break it?
Get some more

Late night on the phone with the hash
Talking to the thoughts as they travel past
They flowing fast
I'm moving slow
Hit me on the low if you want the smoke
If you know how it goes
Then cut the chit-chat bro
I take cash
I'll trade or Venmo
I move the grass so fast
You might think I mowed the lawn
Philly blunt on that jawn



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Writer(s): Kyle Traverse
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