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PUFF, PUFF, PASS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
PUFF, PUFF, PASS was released on April 20, 2024 by NO ENTRY AVE as a part of the album PUFF, PUFF, PASS - Single
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Release DateApril 20, 2024
LabelNO ENTRY AVE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SAIDAN
SAIDAN
Songwriter
Andre Shakhramanyan
Andre Shakhramanyan
Songwriter
Bryan Henriquez
Bryan Henriquez
Songwriter
Jonathan Pettersen
Jonathan Pettersen
Songwriter

Lyrics

But life — and that's a very limited life
Life can be much broader once you discover one simple fact
And that is, everything around you that you call life
Was made up by people that were no smarter than you
There's nothing other than life
And the minute you understand
close your eyes, and you'll understand
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff puff pass, puff puff pass
Used to smoke dope we skipped class
My eyes was red, my moms was mad
Now I'm overseas I'm still jet lagged
Now I'm breaded up just stack cash
F-Type on the 110 love the Jag
But I brought the Beam 'cause it go fast
Riding in a hot box but I won't crash
Weed greener than the Hulk in the lab
Weed stronger than the Hulk when he mad
I'm naked in the kitchen hitting the dabs
Sauté the veggies throw the lamb in the pan
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff puff pass, sit back and relax
I'm taking hits from the bong and half gram dabs
Got my eyelids shut and I can't feel my hands
Oh shit, I'm seeing all the skeletons dance
And I'm smoking devil's lettuce in a devilish stance
They got me feeling like I'm SAIDAN with a spliff in my hand
I couldn't choose between the Beamer or the Benz or the Jag
I had to go and get a bag just to cop me a sack
Weed man, weed man
Yeah, that's me! I got what you need!
Weed man, weed man
But this shit ain't free!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Puff, puff, pass! Puff, puff, pass!
Hits from the bong, barely six in the morning
Time going by and I can't help that I be zoning
Wake up to the bag chasing, runnin' til the sun down
Bitch I barely get no shut eye, I be praying we don't come down
Smokin' on that Babylon
I'm sorry if I babble on but
Pirelli's lane switchin', K flippin' what you on
V8 skirt all up Vineland down to Avalon
O flippin' pack shipping like the Amazon
It ain't a 8th up in that wood? Hoe, don't pass that shit!
My blunts from DR, every hit you gon' see the stars
Gelato and the Runtz, I mix the crush take a trip to Mars
UFO's we got poles ain't no gettin far!
This is an age of speed
A nervous age that keeps our emotions stirred
Written by: Aidan Bostic, Andre Shakhramanyan, Bryan Henriquez, Jonathan Pettersen
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