Lyrics Rizla - Jacob Banks

Rizla

Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
180, I drive it like a stoner
Her calm can’t tame me
Mister Morgan’s got me jaded
You know I like to speak and act tough
Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta
Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue
Maybe there’s four or five
Around you, out my mind (Yeah), hmm
Maybe there’s flashing lights
Oh, help me escape myself, oh, oh, oh
But you know I like to speak and act tough
Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta
Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm
Run for cover
Red jacket it’s just Thriller
I know the flavor, uh
Blue magic, you’re my dealer
You know I like to speak and act tough
Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta
Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm
Maybe there’s four or five
Around you, out my mind (Yeah), hmm
Maybe there’s flashing lights
Oh, help me escape myself, oh, oh, oh
But you know I like to speak and act tough
Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta
Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Taste you on my tongue
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Taste you on my tongue, baby
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Taste you on my tongue, baby
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Baby, baby, baby, oh no
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Yeah, you know I like to speak up and act tough
Rizla and rasta
Cho-cha and cha-cha
Taste you on my tongue