Tryna Smoke (Remix) ft. Chris Brown, Snoop Dogg By Jhené Aiko
Wassup man, what you want?
Ayy, man, let me get a eighth, man
You want a eighth?
You want that fat eighth or a little eighth?
How much money you got?
Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
Alright well, come on in, don’t touch nothin’ either
Smell this, this is, I just got this right here from Cambodia, it’s a Cambodia Crispy
This ain’t no Cambodia Crispy
Look, man, okay, I’ma be honest, that’s really CBD
Just give me thirty seven dollars and you can have that
If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the *** confusion on the ground
I wish that I was ***
‘Cause I can’t live my life when it’s loud
So I’m gonna call the bros
Tell ’em, “Roll up one, right now”
I’m tryna smoke
I’m so ***, I’m so ***, I’m so ***-ah-ah
That’s just how I get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Lift that bird to the *** sky-ah-ah
That’s that pill, that’s that fire, fire-ah-ah (I’m tryna smoke)
Don’t you cry, don’t you cry, I-I-I ain’t full ***
I’ma ride it, I just need to put my mind at ease (Yeah)
Someone tell my baby mama I’m just tryna keep the peace
I ain’t here for all that drama, I’m tryna smoke
Life’s no fairy tale
I know all too well
Gotta plant the seed sometime
Then you let it grow
Inhale, exhale some more
Heaven in Hell
If you know, you know
That *** is beautiful
You gotta just let it go (Yeah)
Spark up a blunt and smoke
You better blow that *** out, man
Yeah, yeah
If I could fly (If I could fly, yeah)
I would probably never come down (Yeah)
With all of the *** (All of) confusion on the ground
I wish that I was ***
‘Cause I can’t live my life when it’s loud (You know I can’t live that way)
So I’m gonna call the bros
Tell ’em, “Roll up one, right now”
I’m tryna smoke
Starin’ at the moon like galaxy of *** smoke
I can make you feel right, baby, just let me know
Take my hand, follow me and I’ll give you what you need, girl
Life is tough, take a puff, open up, see the world
See it through my eyes, looking down as I fly ***
Flying no lower in the sky rise, I’m up in the clouds with the wi-fi
And I’m floating, floating
***, ***, don’t allow
We’re Soul Plane, ***, I’m the pilot
With the best gas, no doubt about it
It’s potent, legalize it
Give a *** freedom, I got the pre-rolls, no leak holes
Baby, if you need them, get your life and your mind right
By myself or the limelight, just take a puff and I’m light
If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the *** and confusion on the ground
I wish that I was ***
‘Cause I can’t live my life when it’s loud
So I’m gonna call the bros
Tell ’em “Roll up one, right now”
I’m tryna smoke
He’s a janky ***, why you make me drink?
What you want, bruh, what you want, man?
Smell this right here, man
Man, it’s passionfruit?
Man, that’s Coleslaw OG, baby
The *** is Coleslaw OG?
Just gimme 65 dollars
65 dollars? You got me *** up
Okay, well, gimme 48 dollars man, come on man
That’s a fat bag, baby
48 dollars?
That’s a whole ass- you can’t even close the bag, man
Come on, man, goddamn, I c-, gas is goin’ up
Gimme 39 dollars, damn it
