ZAZI
Going insane, like posse
Stay in my own lane, no one can stop me
With Nomak, we're stoned like zombies
Then we bounce back like we never left the party
Like the zipper, I'm catching these bodies
Pull up on my own time, nah I ain't sorry
In the bathroom smoking on zazi
Bumping sad songs like a kamakazi
J.I.D we off deez I'm bout to head out like (mhm)
Got no sleep, I make beats, I just sing my songs like (mhm)
I think I need D.O.C, thc got me like (what the fuck)
I can't see, all this weed, my body going like (m-m-m)
Everyone think I'm this or that
I just spit my raps and I stay on track
Now they hit me up like I'm gon text back
I just sit in my room and I think and I laugh
Hard to hit notes with a throat full of gas
Just met this girl, hope we link and we match
I've been denying the feelings I catch
But I just sit back and I smoke and relax
Aye, sometimes don't know what to
Say, hit the blunt everythings
Okay, sit down, today's not the
Day, just realize nothing
Stays, it's hard adapting when things
Change, it's all good I'm in a purple
Haze, 10 pounds, smoke away all the pain
Sit back and await for the fame
Cruising the streets, like the Talladega nights (ha)
Blocks in this whip, constantly hitting the pipe
'Bout to cause some mayhem, 'bout to do it up right
'Cus in the land of the free
We some freaks we shining bright
My metamorphosis makes maybe a killer seek amends
A severed torso inside a vortex begins to blend
A struggled life of hitting pipes
Consuming the soul like a travesty
The repeated dose of the x running off the walls
Rapidly, it's such a tragedy
Making it rain, bringing the pain
Packing the shovels
Steadily toting, I'm hitting the blunt on the double
Getting that murder of weed
Motherfuckers splitting the wig
And come hit the tree
And blaze all day 'til you got the munchies
Chopping him up and make a grilled cheese
Gobble it up and burn more trees cus I got the fire, G
Cus I got that fire (ooo)
It's burning so deep (yeah yeah, I got that fire)
The smoke in my lungs
Making it harder for me to breathe
I can't get no higher (ooo)
I'm in way too deep (yeah yeah, in way too deep)
The smoke in my lungs
Making it harder for me to breathe
I just wanna be happy
Smoking legal weed that gets me laughing
Inhale, exhale, proceed to passing
Nomak never wanna miss the session
Been feeling more free than our nation's independence
So roll 1776 blunts of that skunk
Smiles growing wider than a Mac truck
I'm gassed up
Ultra premium shit that'll beam you up when you take a hit
Having you seeing Jesus Christ
Praying for him to save ya shit
I'm trying to live in paradise
And become paralyzed
Head down to the ten toes
Chilling in high fahrenheit
Smoking trees that's fahrenheit
Days off living farris life
Taking rip after rip of the bong
Trying to melt the ice
I'm chilling with peace
Smoking weed
Until the sky turns tangerine
Freedom to tote the medical
To help the nighttime's spine and knees
No privacy in public, blowing trees violently
Getting choked like mean jean off the mean green
Now let's sing
Stay in my own lane, no one can stop me
With Nomak, we're stoned like zombies
Then we bounce back like we never left the party
Like the zipper, I'm catching these bodies
Pull up on my own time, nah I ain't sorry
In the bathroom smoking on zazi
Bumping sad songs like a kamakazi
J.I.D we off deez I'm bout to head out like (mhm)
Got no sleep, I make beats, I just sing my songs like (mhm)
I think I need D.O.C, thc got me like (what the fuck)
I can't see, all this weed, my body going like (m-m-m)
Everyone think I'm this or that
I just spit my raps and I stay on track
Now they hit me up like I'm gon text back
I just sit in my room and I think and I laugh
Hard to hit notes with a throat full of gas
Just met this girl, hope we link and we match
I've been denying the feelings I catch
But I just sit back and I smoke and relax
Aye, sometimes don't know what to
Say, hit the blunt everythings
Okay, sit down, today's not the
Day, just realize nothing
Stays, it's hard adapting when things
Change, it's all good I'm in a purple
Haze, 10 pounds, smoke away all the pain
Sit back and await for the fame
Cruising the streets, like the Talladega nights (ha)
Blocks in this whip, constantly hitting the pipe
'Bout to cause some mayhem, 'bout to do it up right
'Cus in the land of the free
We some freaks we shining bright
My metamorphosis makes maybe a killer seek amends
A severed torso inside a vortex begins to blend
A struggled life of hitting pipes
Consuming the soul like a travesty
The repeated dose of the x running off the walls
Rapidly, it's such a tragedy
Making it rain, bringing the pain
Packing the shovels
Steadily toting, I'm hitting the blunt on the double
Getting that murder of weed
Motherfuckers splitting the wig
And come hit the tree
And blaze all day 'til you got the munchies
Chopping him up and make a grilled cheese
Gobble it up and burn more trees cus I got the fire, G
Cus I got that fire (ooo)
It's burning so deep (yeah yeah, I got that fire)
The smoke in my lungs
Making it harder for me to breathe
I can't get no higher (ooo)
I'm in way too deep (yeah yeah, in way too deep)
The smoke in my lungs
Making it harder for me to breathe
I just wanna be happy
Smoking legal weed that gets me laughing
Inhale, exhale, proceed to passing
Nomak never wanna miss the session
Been feeling more free than our nation's independence
So roll 1776 blunts of that skunk
Smiles growing wider than a Mac truck
I'm gassed up
Ultra premium shit that'll beam you up when you take a hit
Having you seeing Jesus Christ
Praying for him to save ya shit
I'm trying to live in paradise
And become paralyzed
Head down to the ten toes
Chilling in high fahrenheit
Smoking trees that's fahrenheit
Days off living farris life
Taking rip after rip of the bong
Trying to melt the ice
I'm chilling with peace
Smoking weed
Until the sky turns tangerine
Freedom to tote the medical
To help the nighttime's spine and knees
No privacy in public, blowing trees violently
Getting choked like mean jean off the mean green
Now let's sing
Credits
Writer(s): Landon Neff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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