Tryna Smoke (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Micah Powell/Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo

Composed by：Micah Powell/Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo

Wassup man what you want

Ayy man let me get a eighth man

You want a eighth

You want that fat eighth or a little eighth

How much money you got

Get out my pockets homie let me just get a regular eighth

Alright well come on in don't touch nothin' either

Smell this this is I just got this right here from Cambodia it's a Cambodia Crispy

This ain't no Cambodia Crispy

Look man okay I'ma be honest that's really CBD

Just give me thirty seven dollars and you can have that

If I could fly

I would probably never come down

With all of the bulls**t

Confusion on the ground

I wish that I was high

'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud

So I'm gonna call the bros

Tell 'em "Roll up one right now"

I'm tryna smoke

I'm so high I'm so high I'm so high ah ah

That's just how I get by ah ah ah ah ah

Lift that bird to the motherf**king sky ah ah

That's that pill that's that fire fire ah ah

I'm tryna smoke

Don't you cry don't you cry I I I ain't full high

I'ma ride it I just need to put my mind at ease

Yeah

Someone tell my baby mama I'm just tryna keep the peace

I ain't here for all that drama I'm tryna smoke

Ooh ooh ooh

Life's no fairytale I know all too well

Well

Gotta plant the seed sometime

Then you let it grow

Inhale exhale some more

Heaven in Hell

If you know you know

That s**t is beautiful

You gotta just let it go

Spark up a blunt and smoke

You better blow that s**t out man

Yeah yeah

If I could fly

If I could fly yeah

I would probably never come down

Yeah

With all of the bulls**t

All of

Confusion on the ground

I wish that I was high

'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud

You know I can't live that way

So I'm gonna call the bros

Tell 'em "Roll up one right now"

I'm tryna smoke

Tryna keep myself from looking over the edge

Over the edge

I know life's a b***h but she could at least give me head

Least give me head

Sometimes I mean is that too much to ask

Too much to ask

That's why lately I've been smokin' on gas

Smokin' on gas

I know God is good I know he keep me alive

I be probably talking to him most when I'm high

When I'm high I see all this s**t crystal clear

When I'm high I see through the smoke and the mirrors

If I could fly

I would probably never come down

With all of the bulls**t

Confusion on the ground

I wish that I was high

'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud

So I'm gonna call the bros

Tell 'em "Roll up one right now"

I'm tryna smoke

He's a janky dealer why you make me drink

What you want bruh what you want man

Smell this right here man

Man it's passionfruit

Man that's Coleslaw OG baby

The f**k is Coleslaw OG

Just gimme 65 dollars

65 dollars You got me f**ked up

Okay well gimme 48 dollars man come on man

That's a fat bag baby

48 dollars

That's whole as you can't even close the bag man

Come on man godd**n I c gas is goin' up

Gimme 39 dollars d**n it