Stoner Thoughts

Happy 4-20 (ay)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay (ay)

Stoner thoughts

Buzzing up in my brain

Wondering if I′ll make it

Or am I going 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 gon′ 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 reminiscing this (whoa)

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 moon

Baby, runaway with a goon

I know that you leaving soon

So, baby, runaway, to the moon

Stoner thoughts

Buzzing up in my brain

Wondering if I'll make it

Or am I going 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 gon' 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 the 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 (uh, 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 moon

Baby, runaway with a goon, yeah

I know that you leaving soon

So, baby, runaway, to the moon

Stoner thoughts

Buzzing up in my brain

Wondering if I′ll make it

Or am I going 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 gon′ 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 so special

Fuck