Remy Banks - More Clouds lyrics

rate me

Back to purpin for the bong rips

Still floating, never landed from my last trip

Yes, I bought, taking brain stimulation: inhale

And exhalation on a fuzzy herb tree

THC levels got me lifted like a levee

Walking in a cloud defying laws of gravity

On the left side, moms hit me with the 3rd eye

Psychadelic shit, have you seeing colors in tie-dye

No Woodstock, no one was acid trippin

Straight head highs, what white widow be hitting

On some Goku shit, oozing on a flying nimbus

My mind is sight-seeing, wish I could see my vision

Under the influence, it's the shit I be creating

Scheming sour, do or die, it got a nigga faded

When it comes to quality, of course I'm feeling glorious

Only smoke hydro, color's valedictorious

Gonna set the night on fire

Hooty-hoo little mommy

Tryna roll this sticky up with you little mama

Got a zippy in my Bape bag

You brought your own shit, you say "match"

I love that kind of shit, you get a day pass

I got a show so we could smoke and I'mma skate fast

100 miles per hour lifestyle: no brake pads

Can you say "swag"? Camouflage everything

I swear I had to live my former life in the 70s

This is audio smoke, you are inhaling it

So fucking cool, I'm just living my legacy

As night falls with my Ray Bans on

You too high-headed homes, and you can't go on

Never teppin only stop to rest my head on the wall

We out in New York, but it's still Cali I'm on

I'mma talk pot every fucking verse I get on

I'm a pothead, fuck you, this is my song..