Flavours

[Intro] (N, A) [Verse 1] Smoke so much weed, I wish I could insure my lung This ain't gelato thirty-three, this is forty-one, let's go I got a heavy eye cah I'm very high Smokin' on this black cherry pie (That purple shit) And I keep forgettin' shit, today my brain's slow Cah I smoked so much Skittles, I could taste the rainbow, uh Told my little nigga "Fix up quick" Go buy a 3.5 of some biscotti When the runs landed, I hit the Q Thought I saw an ape stuck when I hit the gorilla glue Got packs in the mail, fam, you know we post My nigga older, he growin' do-si-dos (My nigga) Used to stash my draws in the bush Now we overseas bunnin' watermelon kush, uh That's my nigga but we ain't got the same neck (Nah) I'm smokin' glue, Trappy smokin' star dog and trainwreck It's Nines [Interlude] The other day this lil' nigga tellin' me 'bout he landed some gelonade I was like "Lil' nigga, I don't give a fuck" You be shippin' packs, my packs come on a ship If I passed you this spliff right now, you'd fuckin' feel like you're sittin' on a cloud And I still keep rollin' like a tumbleweed (Tumbleweed) Feel me? Uh [Verse 2] I used to get my Dutch off a Spangy I smoke a spliff but I'on really fuck with the tangie My niggas growin' cookies and Jaffa Cakes in Brum Got so much flavours, I had to make a song (Make a song) Fam, these youts ain't got a clue Tellin' me it's diesel and it's super orange glue I'm high off of Gushers but I still move like a ninja (Still quick) I don't want no cushion 'less it's Billy Kimber (I'm faded) Plus, I'm workin' on my own strain (Yeah) It's in the early process, it ain't got no name (Comin' real soon) Feelin' like I'm 'bout to levitate (Yeah, yeah) Me and two bad's smoking wedding cake If you taste the forbidden fruit, you might frass Every spliff in my ashtray's white ash I'm smoking Smarties with my favourite bitch And even though ammi's dying out, it made me rich It's Nines [Outro] Gave this snow leopard one draw of my ting and he's out cold, bruv I even drawed his bredrin and now he's out cold, bruv This shit's too dank, I swear down