Текст песни Puff Puff Pass (feat. KARLw, Tek & Xrader) - ACID MATH

Topic for discussion can be anything we want
Stop wait think don't rush it we puff puffin' on a blunt
And we pass it in rotation while we laugh with conversation
Happy gas will have my ass spacing
Gazing at constellations
Patient for the hazin' till my dazin' feel amazing
Stoned beyond a mason while I'm fleetin' feelin' chasin'
Chiefing and we're baking we're going to shred it like we're Reagan
Burn it like a Pagan or maybe Usher Raymond
Man I'm hatin' Satan wait I'm breaking taboo topics
Religion's for the pigeons I should talk about the Amish
I thought about the tropics and everywhere the bomb hits
On bong rips not nautious we bosses you got this
I got this red optics no droplets to wash them
Now watch this we talkin' about this bowling alley ballin'
I'll be striking bowls with X
I'll show my guttered-mind to Tek
It's uncluttered when I'm blunted now I'll punt it, who's next

It's X. Yes guess I fucked the rotation
Cess to the chest hits like rock n roll station
Cuz I'm an 80s baby from a lady who is crazy
Mom was rocking
Shady called me lazy on the daily

Daily how we do it with Israeli oil
Fluid tastes like Bailey
When you brew it
Kinda bay leaf berries to it
Fam I'll tell you what's the truest
I forgot what I was saying
Like my brain done lost the train
Oh there it go again
While you forgot whatchu were sayin' I was vapin' waiting
Cravin' the Jamaican to complete this blaze equation
I've got monk-like meditations
Mental Yoga stretches my thoughts
How I set up shop bottom to top it's all Hip-Hop

Pop off on a drop I free with false confidence
Forgotten what the topic is I'm lost inside my consciousness
Or the sauce again no loss I still got my friends
Joey, Chandler, Monica, Phoebe, Rachel, Ross, and them
We were on a break, a breather, simply gettin' oxygen
I hope it wasn't awkward when you were waiting for the pot again
Call the plug to drop again, Harlow, yeah what's poppin' then
Y'all know I ain't coppin' twins, text me when you stoppin' in
Read it Imma grin seein' fog rollin' in
Or is it aliens little green men in their saucer disk
Here to take us on a trip to unknown places that exist
Gettin' ripped in the whip
Ready, it's set
Let's dip
Did anyone bring chips, candy, pop, or chocolate
I got these mean munchies needin' crunchy things to stop it
Only pennies in my pockets
Karl can you cop it
Get you back your shit with some flips no flopping
Rips stay waftin', if its piff, got options
What a trip we've plotted, wit these plants unpotted
On a wave of hazy days, watch the smoke it go astray
Puff it, then you pass it, put a kilo in my casket
I wanna reach the masses puffin' magic, lit, fantastic
Until I'm geriatric or my ass is wrapped in plastic
Eighties height of fashion Tek be slumped right where he passed it
Passed out on the couch, no doubt we outlasted
Gonna get your ass kicked talkin' smack so I would hush it
Oh I'm pushin' buttons? I'm the shit no need for flushing
Need some Robitussin I'm sick you short bussing
Nah just puffin', passin' somethin' laughin' past my hundreds