Yeah, uh you know what? Blowin’ everywhere we goin’ and now you knowin’. There’s gonna be some weed in the air. Fun…
We don’t care who sees. Had a science project, me and Mac killed it. Living young and wild and free. Relevant, sellin’ it, dippin’ away. Keep it player for the hoes. Tell ’em Mac. Living young and wild and free. So what we smoke weed. From the ground up, pound up
This Taylor Gang. Got my own car, no job, no children. Living young and wild and free. Peach fuzz on my face. Saggin’ my pants not caring what I show. T-H-C, M-A-C
D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me. Snoop Dogg)
So what we get drunk. So what we smoke weed. So what we get drunk. So we just, roll one, smoke one. That’s how it’s supposed to be. So what we go out. Tippin’ like I’m drippin’ in paint. We’re just having fun. I’m with you bitch smokin’ grade A. Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun. We don’t care who sees. Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun. That’s how it’s supposed to be. We don’t care who sees. So turn my sound up and mount up. Living young and wild and free. Keep it real with my niggas. When you live like this you’re supposed to party. Like I’m on my own and I could probably own a buildin’. WIZ KHALIFAYoung, Wild & Free Lyrics (ft. So what we smoke weed. We don’t care who sees. It’s like I’m 17 again. And look clean don’t it? Now things are lookin’ up. And smoke them hoes down till they stingers
You a class clown and if I skip for the day. And I don’t even care ’cause if me and my team in there. We don’t care who sees. Yeah, roll one, smoke one. We’re just having fun. Lookin’, on the case, tryna find a hella taste. Living young and wild and free. Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
Give me some 501’s jeans on and roll joints bigger than King Kong’s fingers. So what we smoke weed. So what we go out. Now I’m chillin’, fresh outta class, feelin’. Soon as you thinkin’ you’re down. We don’t care who sees. We’re just having fun. So what we go out. And do my thang. That’s how it should be done. Chevy, it’s gettin’ kinda heavy. So what I keep ’em rolled up. That’s how it’s supposed to be. So what we go out. That’s how it’s supposed to be. Oh my God, I’m on the chase. We’re just having fun. Time keep slippin’ away, zip in the safe, flippin’ for pay. When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up. Up front four blunts, like “Khalifa put the weed in a J.”
So what we get drunk. That’s how it’s supposed to be. Uh, uh huh. Find how to turn things around. So what we get drunk. When you live like this you’re supposed to party. And we gon’ fight and we gon’ roll and live off life. This is us, we gon’ fuss.

Comments are closed.

Post Navigation