Stoner Thoughts
Happy 4-20 (ay)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay (ay)
Stoner thoughts
Buzzing up in my brain
Wondering if I′ll make it
Or am I going insane?
And then everybody they tell me
I should stay in my lane
But my best is yet to come
So, I swear to god I'ma stay
Yeah, yeah
Baby, hit me up with them facts
Tell me that you gon′ love me
And never gon' hold me back
'Cause I swear to God the bitches
Who do that shit to me wack
Who gon′ treat me like I′m special
Then leave my ass in the past
Fuck
I got a little into it
Smoking all this weed
Got me feeling little intimate
You made me feel free
Now it feels like I'm missing it
Everything I need, now I′m here and reminiscing this (whoa)
But now I'm repping on that new, new
Tryna make her sad, feel the pain
Call it voodoo, it′s the hoes
But homie tell me, what would you do?
Shorty looking bad, she a thot
Well, who knew? (Yeah)
Runaway, run up to the moon
Baby, runaway with a goon
I know that you leaving soon
So, baby, runaway, to the moon
Stoner thoughts
Buzzing up in my brain
Wondering if I'll make it
Or am I going insane?
And then everybody they tell me
I should stay in my lane
But my best is yet to come
So, I swear to god I′ma stay
Yeah, yeah
Baby, hit me up with them facts
Tell me that you gon' love me
And never gon' hold me back
′Cause I swear to God the bitches
Who do that shit to me wack
Who gon′ treat me like I'm special
Then leave my ass in the past
Fuck
I been working hella hard for the dollar
On a mission, going far, make ′em hollar
I ain't tryna be another white collar
So, I′m stacking up, tryna be a baller
Now everybody tryna say that they know me (uh, uh)
But they don't know the background story
I had to grind for this shit, for the glory
I take my time, I don′t quit, order more G
Aye, well, and I'm a stoner
I don't wanna go to school, wanna be a loner
I just wanna chill at the crib I don′t know her
I just wanna thrill, wanna live like a roamer
Runaway, run up to the moon
Baby, runaway with a goon, yeah
I know that you leaving soon
So, baby, runaway, to the moon
Stoner thoughts
Buzzing up in my brain
Wondering if I′ll make it
Or am I going insane?
And then everybody they tell me
I should stay in my lane
But my best is yet to come
So, I swear to god I'ma stay
Yeah, yeah
Baby, hit me up with them facts
Tell me that you gon′ love me and never gon' hold me back
′Cause I swear to God the bitches who do that shit to me wack
Who gon' treat me like I′m so special
Fuck
