Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
So different from these niggas and that’s no lie/
Whipping with my niggas they be so high/
I ain’t one to judge my nigga keep smoking/
East coast loud my niggas keep choking/
Fishbowl…now it’s on black/
Not an eye doctor but I caught a contact/
I’m already sipping cognac and Pepsi/
Now my arms getting heavy ugly broads looking sexy/
Wait…there my mind goes now/
Fuck it hit the blizzie watch how time slows down/
First time, whoa how
All my guys hold down/
This sensation that I’m having makes my mind go…blaow/
Brain racing but I’m having no thoughts/
Funny how that sticky had me looser than a ho’s twat/
I ain’t never did this shit before/
But this feeling’s unforgettable…I might do it again/
[Hook]
Rolling round town
Pocket full of swishers/
They ain’t got no IDs
So I bought em for my niggas/
Cup full of drank, leaning like a fool/
I’m a hit the blizzie with my crew, they be taking me to…
Flight school
Sour…smoke
Purple…smoke
Loud…smoke
Kush…smoke
Sour…smoke
Purple…smoke
Loud…smoke
Kush…smoke
[Verse 2]
Blunt cruising, looking like some scary dudes/
Strong brown, puffing Terry Crews/
Sipping on my yak like this ain’t shit/
Non-racist, everybody hates Cris’/
Now I’m having visions bout to lash out/
Know my niggas clowning if I pass out/
Could’ve swore I seen a unicorn pass, and a UFO flash while my music’s on blast/
Faded…like Norwitzki in the post game/
Faded…ain’t no saving me with Rogaine/
Faded…bobby from king of the hill hairline
And I’m lit like his pops using propane/
So gone, you would swear I was never here/
Charles Barkley, Ceelo from Gnarls Barkley/
Y’all got me, I’m falling a sleep/
I’ll see y’all in a week
I’ll see y’all in a week
Rolling round town
Pocket full of swishers/
They ain’t got no IDs
So I bought em for my niggas/
Cup full of drank, leaning like a fool/
I’m a hit the blizzie with my crew, they be taking me to…
Flight school
Sour…smoke
Purple…smoke
Loud…smoke
Kush…smoke
Sour…smoke
Purple…smoke
Loud…smoke
Kush…smoke
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