Am C Pink skies twisted up with the bluesAm C Can’t make my eyes stop looking at youAm I think I’m drunk enoughC I think I’m falling in loveAm Ooh what you smoking onC I need a hit of that drug (verse 1)Am C Ridin 85 bumping elevatorsAm C Roll up all my problems in these rello papersAm C Dropping out of school, smartest shit that I didAm C My mama callin boy you need your educationLook me in my eyes, she can tell I’m faded Sipping cups of wine while my records playing Breaking down sativa bumping idlewild Locked up in my room, dodging expectations And if jesus christ watching me He probably sipping hennessy on ice Top it twice Neon lights flashing on the pearly gates Heaven got a couple shows tonight Finna wait in line for a chance to see Prince Hoping on a second chance at life Just in case the one I’m living in never do me right And this high completely caught me by surprise Doubled up on edibles for summer nights Leather seats for summer weather When the sun is out I think i love you better (hook)Am C Pink skies twisted up with the bluesAm C Can’t make my eyes stop looking at youAm I think I’m drunk enoughC I think I’m falling in loveAm Ooh what you smoking onC I need a hit of that drug
Pink Skies
Wiley From Atlanta
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