Puff Puff Pass
Relax now man just do as youre told
All of our windows and papers are rolled
Puff puff pass that stuff on over here
Feel that thrushing rush as i start to steer
Now it feels like youre tick tock rockin on a boat
Stop when the ash comes and trashes your throat
Windows out smoke and souls escape
The air is cold and crisp and my lungs inflate
Time to feed the agrarian vegetarians with some green
Take a mario cart on rainbow road call me the mushroom king
This one and only god got more scales than cod in a stream
One-upped by some new jew guru doesnt that sting
Im the wizard of ounces rulin in my emerald green city
More like a shot of vodka than youre cup of tea pity
Drink and drive then i got to go park and spark
Always lit up so haters dont get lost in the dark
All you haters ever bringing is so much fuckin drama
All my crew ever brought was the drink and the ganja
You the titanic and im the iceberg that sank ya
makin bank and smokin dank, why why thank ya
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