Better Daze - Skribble Fuck Lyrics

Oh shit here we go again
Hands in the air, pocket full of Vicodin
Pop two more and watch the room spin
I love it when my world get dim

Chilling at the party, people coming by the masses
You can't smoke no more son, you better just pass it
To my homies and me
Don't wanna go slow, only know one speed
I'ma live how I want, and I wanna live fast
Keep talking that shit, you can tell it to my back
Cuz what you lack is the facts
So get back on track
Got a dank fat sack
And a fifth of Mac

Cruising down the street yeah you know I'm high
Cops just stare every time I drive by
Just smoked a bowl and I feel real great
Got love for my fam in the 208
Tell me what you want, cuz i got what you need
It's that Benewah Bud, if you know what i mean
Every day's a party chilling in the SM
Drink, pass out, start over again

Let's take another shot, yo I'm down for six more
Get so f*cking faded, think my home is the floor
Who's at the door
Who could it be
It's my homeboys Wade and Riley
Just got the chronic from Spokompton
Smoke a couple bags and we'll go shopping
Cuz we've got the munchies
Thank god for foodstamps cuz we're weed junkies
Back to the house, Chato's wildin' out
Fifth in his hand, smoke rolling out his mouth
He said it's only one, the day's just begun
FUCK THE POLICE
Man, we're just having fun

I wanna play a game that involves weed and cocaine
Eat a bag of shrooms just to watch the world change
Guilty insane, f*cked in the brain
Pocket full of drugs while I'm skating down Main
You can make it rain
I'ma keep it smoky
Society says I'm worthless, but they don't even know me
I got my friends, and my family
Rolling in the caddy with Rent Money
Then it's down to the skate park, picking up STZ
Rent just rolled a blunt, yo it's time to get blitzed
Take you on a trip, show you around
Show you how we get down in St Towne