Lyrics

When that negative shit gets in my lane
Time to partake of my favorite strain
That Puff Puff Pass helps keep me sane
We about ta hit that Stony Plane
Devil’s Lettuce, Cannabis, or Mary Jane
Doesn’t really matter what you call it mayne
You can kick it with me if it is your thang
We about ta hit that Stony Plane

Time to chill, relax, and smoke some more fat trees
You can use any app-a-ratus you please
What-ever you call Whacky tabacky
Get yourself some and roll a couple fatties
Vape it, cart it, dab it, dart it. Just go get that fire started
Bong it, bowl it, pipe it, roll it. Just make sure you fuckin toke it
My sick clique ain’t picky ‘bout that Sticky Icky
We just flick Bics while sippin Mickies
Secret level highs! Come get roasty with the Mac, now
Mortal Kombat, Bitch! Getting “Toasty” in the background
Got a plan to put hands to land and plant some reefer
My fam ain’t the clan Sutherland, but you can just call me Kiefer
When my brain gets tipped off that I’m getting pissed off with frequence
That’s when I clip my spliff off to finish lift off sequence
Cuz when I get high, bro, off that hybrid hydro, you wanna look down on me
That’s when I go “Bye, Bro”, lest I go psycho. Ya best not clown on me
Cuz I’m that white guy that stays high all the time
So when I start to scry these fly rhymes, run ‘n hide
If yer wonderin why I prefer to stay high
I invite you, stop by. Just give it a try
No word of a lie. You’ll start feelin the vibes
Mixin Coke and the Rye. Tellin jokes til we cry
While I hypothesize ‘bout our future and lives
Visine dropped in my eyes while I work on my lines

When that negative shit gets in my lane
Time to partake of my favorite strain
That Puff Puff Pass helps keep me sane
We about ta hit that Stony Plane
Devil’s Lettuce, Cannabis, or Mary Jane
Doesn’t really matter what you call it mayne
You can kick it with me if it is your thang
We about ta hit that Stony Plane