Days Like These
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
Sunny days turn to long nights
Me and the boys just trying ease or mind
We been blazing getting high up to the sky
Trippy Hippie Cracka yeah I gotta stay fly
Running around in them bikinis
Please dont knock over my weed
And they look like some thongs
And them girls singing along
Like they really know the words to my song
I'm just trying to chill I don't see nothing wrong
I'm just trying to ease my mental to much going on
While I'm blowing on some strong
Getting high and sipping all night long
Trippy Hippie Cracka gotta stay in my zone
While lighting up this bong
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
Live for days like these
Chilling with my homies on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
Alrigh lets go lets go ahh
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
Sunny days turn to long nights
Me and the boys just trying ease or mind
We been blazing getting high up to the sky
Trippy Hippie Cracka yeah I gotta stay fly
Running around in them bikinis
Please dont knock over my weed
And they look like some thongs
And them girls singing along
Like they really know the words to my song
I'm just trying to chill I don't see nothing wrong
I'm just trying to ease my mental to much going on
While I'm blowing on some strong
Getting high and sipping all night long
Trippy Hippie Cracka gotta stay in my zone
While lighting up this bong
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
I live for days like these
Chilling with my boys on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
Live for days like these
Chilling with my homies on the beach
Sangria in my cup a couple bad hoes around me
Alrigh lets go lets go ahh
We just left the hotel blew down a quarter ounce of weed
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Quackenbush
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