Project Pat - Drank And That Strong lyrics

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Don’t you know you take me

To another world

Don’t you know you take me

To another world

Don’t you know you take me

To another world

Don’t you know you take me

To another world

Smoking blunts back to back, 3 50 for a sack

Cup full of purple chowda ranches, a whole pack

Yellow tusk got me slow, and this molly got a loose

Lookin like a fox foul, blowin pounds of that kush

Lungs full of good weed, getting money out the mud

Cali love, cali bud, fell in love with the plug

I got throwed up the drink, does offer by the hour

I’m smoking nas trippin nigga to the night power

Blowing strong and that loud at the same damn time

Drankin tux and that activist, trippin out my mind

Say I need to slow down, bitch you need to mind your bizness

Rolling swishers up the pack, sippin drank, hale bindess

Feeling like I’m outta space, left my mind on the moon

Half of zip ain’t enough, I need a whole damn zoom

Man I’m faded to the max, feel asleep on the phone

Got my swishers in my cup, bad bitch I’m headed home

[Hook]

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

Cc chone on the phone, keep a player in the zone

Sucker free, spending g, but it’s all for me

Blowing bands and scrans of that good cali reefer

Passin blunts with wiz khalifa got that pimp c in my cup

Yeah that texas tea, bum b, when I’m smokin og

Check your eye china man when they come and find me

Always keep a leader, put that lean off some ice

This’ a first class ticket, bout to take a trip in flight

Short days, long nights, got a pimp fill it right

She said what’s that in your cup, you sippin syrup?

Damn right

Got a quarter pound of stone, blow it all in one night

Get your papers and your blunts, bone smokers all pipes

Blue dream got me floating, cup full of dirty sprite

Living a rockstar life, don’t remember last night

Certified trippy nigga doin this erynight

If I wouldn’t getinn money nigga swear I was a’ight

[Hook]

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

I’m on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong.