Stoner Thoughts

Stoner thoughts
Happy 420

Stoner thoughts
Buzzing up in my brain
Wondering if I'll make it
Or, am I goin' insane?

And then, everybody they tell me
I should, stay in my lane
But my best is yet to come
So I swear to God I'ma stay

Yeah, yeah
Baby, hit me up with them facts
Tell me that you love me
And never gon hold me back

'Cause I swear to God the bitches
Who do that shit to me wack!
Who gon treat me like I'm special
Then leave my ass in the past

Fuck, I got a little into it
Smoking all this weed
Got me feeling little intimate
You made me feel free
Now it feels like I'm missing it
Everything I need now I'm here and reminiczing this
(Woah)

But now I'm repping on that new new
Tryna make her sad, feel the pain
Call it voodoo
(It's the hoes)
But homie tell me, what would you do?
Shorty looking bad, she a thot
Well, who knew? (yeah)

Runaway, run up to the moo-ooon
Baby, runaway with a goo-ooon
I know that you leaving soo-oon
So baby, runaway, to the moo-oon

Stoner thoughts
Buzzing up in my brain
Wondering if I'll make it
Or, am I goin' insane?

And then, everybody they tell me
I should, stay in my lane
But my best is yet to come
So I swear to God I'ma stay

Yeah, yeah
Baby, hit me up with them facts
Tell me that you love me
And never gon hold me back

'Cause I swear to God the bitches
Who do that shit to me wack!
Who gon treat me like I'm special
Then leave my ass in the past

Fuck
I been working hella hard for a dollar
On a mission, going far, make em hollar
I ain't tryna be another white collar
So I'm stacking up, tryna be a baller

Now everybody tryna say that they know me
(Nuh uh)
But they don't know the background story
I had to grind for this shit, for the glory
I take my time, I don't quit, order more g

Aye, well
And I'm a stoner
I don't wanna go to school
Wanna be a loner
I just wanna chill
At the crib, I don't know her
I just wanna thrill
Wanna live like a roamer

Runaway, run up to the moo-ooon
Baby, runaway with a goo-ooon
I know that you're leaving soo-oon
So baby, runaway, to the moo-oon

Stoner thoughts
Buzzing up in my brain
Wondering if I'll make it
Or, am I goin' insane?

And then, everybody they tell me
I should, stay in my lane
But my best is yet to come
So I swear to God I'ma stay

Yeah, yeah
Baby, hit me up with them facts
Tell me that you love me
And never gon hold me back

'Cause I swear to God the bitches
Who do that shit to me wack!
Who gon treat me like I'm special
Fuck, fuck