paroles de chanson Apollo 420 - Shawn of the Dead feat. K-waC

Aye, yeah
Alright, alright, alright, alright, aye

Bitch I'm, bitch I'm high, high
Smokin', smokin' in a spaceship, aye
Kush got many flavors
Sweets, sweets got flavors
Oh the, oh the combinations
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm timeless, aye, uh

Yeah they gonna see me later
When I'm smokin'
When I'm smokin' with their favorite
I'm rollin' sweets, blue dreams, vivid flavors
Ah you know that OG really gets me faded
They sleepin' on me stayin' underrated, aye
Mix it up set fire to the colors baby
We really, nah I ain't playin' honey, uh
Real good green, the dealer says it's funny
Sour D real big trees fasho' it's really potent
It'll turn you to a man then you'll understand
Now watch this shit see me on that TV
Now you smokin', yeah you see me in 3D
I'm smokin' on that good weed
Drinkin' out that double cup
I'm sippin' on that good lean
Like aye, aye, bitch I'm, bitch I'm

Bitch I'm, bitch I'm high, high
Smokin', smokin' in a spaceship
Kush got many flavors
Sweets, sweets got flavors
Oh the, oh the combinations
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm timeless, aye
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm timeless
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm timeless, uh

Yeah they gonna hear me buyin' bottles out the liquor store
Man I say my flow is getting old
I'm never gettin' old I got a vibrant soul
So you gonna listen to these exes and these oh's
Man I'm speakin' 'bout my hoes
Smokin' rollin' up the dope
Tell you 'bout a badass hoe
She really got me stuck
Yeah we smoke get lifted up
I'm high off that ground
I bring that sound that tears you down
But I brought a pound
Let's break it down
We rollin' smokin' on it now
Now we really fuckin' now
Everybody knows it now
Now we're really livin' now
Make 'em fuckin' jealous now
Cream coat Lambo now
Drivin' with the doors out
Pour the, pour the potion up
Smoke the, smoke the antidote

Bitch I'm high
Smokin' in a spaceship
Kush got many flavors
Sweets, sweets got flavors
Oh the, oh the combinations
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm timeless
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm timeless

Rollin' tight Swishers
Hot lighters bright blisters
Pretty girlfriend I might kiss her
Roll the mary, pass the sister
Floatin' to the ceiling baby
You know how I'm feelin' baby
Kush the only thing that really feels like it's healing baby, yeah
Spend way more time faded since you told me that you hated me
I would never trade it now that I know what awaited me
Yeah, you don't