| I wanna smoke with you
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| I wanna smoke with you
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| I wanna smoke with you
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| Yeah light that shit
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| Rolling, smoking, potent, trolling
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| Coasting, ocean, toking, potion
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| I’m rolling, I’m smoking, shit’s potent, controlling
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| Stay coasting, ocean, great token, my potion, (success (?))
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| I got that shit, that little clip (?), 1−6-9 flick, that drum nick tip (?)
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| Wake up, sun beaming thru my window pane while I scrape up
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| Money off my floor to get a dro (?), then a street car (?)
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| Skating down the road I feel my phone ringing, it’s Jakob
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| Jakob was distraught about to link him by the main car
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| «Yo, yo yo cap man yayaya I was gonna say fuckin-» *crashing sounds* «Ah fuck,
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| shit, shiiit, fuck man»
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| Must have been a rock or something
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| Crashed my shit and smashed my phone
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| Didn’t know what Jakob was about to say but fuck it
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| Cruising on some fuck shit, kinda limping from the slug hit
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| Made it to the spot to cop the pot like how we does it
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| Got off my board, was waiting for what seemed like fucking hours,
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| (the fuck is going on man?)
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| Jakob never showed up
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| Didn’t have my phone to call
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| Sitting feeling like a fool
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| Jakob what the fuck, hopping I’m still waiting for my weed
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| Some say that he went to jail
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| Others say he ran away with money from his brother Del
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| Though sometimes I wonder sit and thinking Jakob fucking hell
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| Weed can’t be found
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| Still I’m rolling
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| Dipping around
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| Fuck that shit
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| I need some dro
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| I’ll find a link
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| And cop an O
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| Straight, dealer, fuck man
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| I wanna smoke with you (uh, yeah)
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| I wanna smoke with you (uh, yeah)
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| I wanna smoke with you (light it up, light it up)
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| I wanna smoke with you (light it up, light it up)
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| Fuck that shit
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| Weed can’t be found
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| Still I’m rolling
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| Dipping around
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| (Fuck) Fuck that shit
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| I need some dro
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| I’ll find a link
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| And cop an O
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| (outro (?))
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| «Ah thanks man, you’re the best» |