Lyrics Chill Day - Quincy Tyree

Are you high right now?
Yeah
Check me out

Yeah, I be buying weed
And I smoke as I need
Had to work hard, yeah
Had to get up on my feet
So I smoke my brains out
And I drink my pain out
Numbing every trauma
With tequila flames now
Edibles on deck
Cup overflowing
And I′m taking shots till I end up on the floor and
I don't remember what was said
It′s fucking with my head
I don't give a fuck
As long as this I what we did like

Light another blunt now
Pour it up now
Today's the day
Where I don′t give a fuck now
All my bills are paid
All my meals are made
Ain′t no work tomorrow
Sounds like a chill day to
Light another blunt now
Pour it up now
Today's the day
Where I don′t give a fuck now
All my bills are paid
All my meals are made
Ain't no work tomorrow
Sounds like a chill day

Yo!
Roll up another spliff
Spark that shit
Pour up a drink that′s stiff
Give me something good, real good
As we fucking should I'm like four drinks deep
Four blunts in I can′t speak
Bitch I'm fucking weak
I just did this shit last week
Like what is wrong with me
Visions blurred
And my words are slurred
Drink some more (Drink, drink drink)
That is what I heard
You ain't gotta tell me twice
You understand
Sir yessir
Moment spurred
I go in
Went to Wyatt and I said
"′Scuse me sir", yo
"I ain′t drunk yet"

Light another blunt now
Pour it up now
Today's the day
Where I don′t give a fuck now
All my bills are paid
All my meals are made
Ain't no work tomorrow
Sounds like a chill day to
Light another blunt now
Pour it up now
Today′s the day
Where I don't give a fuck now
All my bills are paid
All my meals are made
Ain′t no work tomorrow
Sounds like a chill day

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