Lyrics

Yo It's like every single day I'm getting high off my ass Yeah, I'm off my ass! Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass Yeah, I'm off my ass! Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass I'm off my ass! (What, what?) Okay I'm plastered! Weed inside the plastic I'm geeked and can't stop laughing! We ain't got no smoke to give for free, so why you asking? Beat me to the casket! He sleeping, need a pallet? I'm beefing on the gram, and every time I post I tag them I overlap them, and take em backwards No fashion? You know I have it! Inside my satchel keep some acid Head of the bastards I'm the meaning if disasters Leave hella ashes Don't ever pass it! I'm balanced, all thanks to my gravity Think this shit's official cause I speak just like a pastor I'm up all night like Dracula Don't dap me up I'm mad! I just wanna crash on my couch every day Cause I'm high off my ass (It's like every single day I'm getting high off my ass) Yeah, I'm off my ass! Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass Yeah, I'm off my ass! Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass I'm off my ass! (What, what?) Okay, I'm plastered I act dramatic I hide my problems in my attic My brain got static I'm hitting gravs before I plan this, I'll never manage All the storage in my brain is fried I swear to God yo I can't fucking stand this! Where's the main road? I need attention I've been slipping Why y'all never mention this shit ain't hitting? I want more But I need less I'm feeling stressed Is this distressed? Okay now wait I'm off that angel dust! Older sister cut your hair She give yo ass a Britney cut! Never been the one to stiffen when I get up in the cut With my older brothers, bitch we smoking up on indica! It's like every single day I'm getting high off my ass Yeah, I'm off my ass! Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass Yeah, I'm off my ass! Every single morning man, I'm getting off my ass I'm off my ass! (What, what?) (It's Jack Jack Griff)
Writer(s): Jacob Dobbs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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