Mr. Jay Beats - Flying Lotus (feat. Denzel Scott & Sincerely Collins) Lyrics

Your chronic's exotic, nigga getting blunted right now, forgot it my wallet
Your chronic's exotic, nigga getting blunted right now, forgot it my wallet
Nigga can you front me right now, I got you I promise, nigga trying to spark it right now
Your chronic's the bombest, I'm just trying to get a couple pounds

I'm just trying to smoke it by the ounce, pass it by the round
Watch my niggas smoke that in a week
Cereal to eat the strength, you need that gas, gas
Roll that on a RAW tray like sushi roll

Tom Brady shit, got me stuck up off that Super Bowl
Alleviation on vacation, just to ventilate appreciation
Gotta love our dedication, just to medicate
Got my wings feel like I can fly up in this bitch

Got my weed now I'm feeling fried up in this bitch
Oh yeah, oh boy, this the part I'm looking for
Whole team on that green, got us way past par four
Oh yeah, alright, we gon' pass it all night

To the left, to the right, don't you hog that f*cking pipe
When your view is this high you can't be stressed
Got me next to God, I'm feeling blessed
Don't let them get you down, it's just a test

I'm about to take off, wish you the best
Your chronic's exotic
Nigga getting blunted right now
Forgot it, my wallet

Nigga getting front me right now
I got you, I promise
Nigga trying to spark it right now
Your chronic's the bombest

I'm just trying to get a couple
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high

Why do I stay high
Gassed up, my joint ain't running, I'm masked up
Get rid of you lames like video games
These Fortnite buttons getting mashed up

Ash it, then pass it
That purple Barney, that magic
This must be what she was talking about when my ex told me I gaslit
I'm crazy

For realio, no pillio, just a green plant
Mario off the fire flower
I power up and I'm revamped
I'm tapped into the universe

Cheat codes in my verses
That high power got me high and louder till I forget where the earth is
Really, really, really, really high as f*ck
Skyscraper, don't be talking when I'm rolling up

My papers, man, I'm litty
Off the raw paper, or stizzy
Only smoke with women who are pretty
Your chronic's exotic

Nigga getting blunted right now
Forgot it, my wallet
Nigga getting front me right now
I got you, I promise

Nigga trying to spark it right now
Your chronic's the bombest
I'm just trying to get a couple pounds