Big T Flight 420

Tekst piosenki

Flight 420…

Taking off…

I got these jars of this Kush inside my coat
Bring it in, bring it in…
Its time to smoke

Huddle up – one two, its time to choke
Cause every thang that I spit
Is all kinds of dope…

I got these jars of this Kush inside my coat
Bring it in, bring it in…
Its time to smoke

Huddle up – one two, its time to choke
Cause every thang that I spit
Is all kinds of dope… dope.. dope… dope..

Verse

We blowing that Sour
Hour after hour
Pass out, wake up
And then I hit the shower

My roll game heavy
Laying in the Chevy
Smoke game crucial
Kush game levy..

You know what I;m talking bout’
Blowing on that Kushdified
You know what I’m talking bout’
Rolling like it suicide..

Then I smoke again..
I then I roll Up…
Swisher Sweets in my chest..
And now I’m throwing up….

Kush Nation – Stoner Life
Is what I’m rolling up…
Big T, I got my passport I’m flying off..

I take off
When the flight land I’m back to it…
Kush packs in my back pockets
I’m back to it……Uhhh..

Hook

I got these jars of this Kush inside my coat
Bring it in, bring it in…
Its time to smoke

Huddle up – one two, its time to choke
Cause every thang that I spit
Is all kinds of dope…

I got these jars of this Kush inside my coat
Bring it in, bring it in…
Its time to smoke

Huddle up – one two, its time to choke
Cause every thang that I spit
Is all kinds of dope… dope.. dope… dope..