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letra de im znng - drv sf

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chorus:
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, i’m off of that weed and patron and
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, i’m off of that weed and patron and
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, this is our city we own it
i’m zoning, i’m zoning and won’t regret sh-t in the morning, buongiorno

verse 1: (blmansays)
when he compose it’s his own hypnosis
pr-ne to be solo with his own emotions
hop around lonely like a toasty locust
goes it mostly alone but it helps him focus
often ghosted, choking down a potion, roller coasting, blue dream in the car like billy ocean
stumble out eyes sith but mind is yoda, vibe component, diagnosed sick prognosis, talking sh-t got halitosis
rock a show it’s a stoned erosion, he about to lose composure, frank the tank until it’s over
old school mindset new school flow-er,’
called his ex said he needed closure
gave her the bacon, that ain’t kosher
bolt up, chest covered in beads of sweat, that dream again
but that’s what a stoner gets for sleeping sober, he’ll ignore it, can’t afford it, dirt off his f-ckin’ shoulder
digging deep like bulldozers, spitting venom king cobra
he the boss don’t need promotions, life look like a movie poster, do a little dance like stairs joker, get that bread like a local grocer dodging potent mournful omens, homie’s soul is growing so much older
red rover, red rover, please send another round of shots over
he’s feeling in need of tequila, come on señorita let’s lose some control

chorus:
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, i’m off of that weed and patron and
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, i’m off of that weed and patron and
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, this is our city we own it
i’m zoning, i’m zoning and won’t regret sh-t in the morning, buongiorno
verse 2: (evan colten)
i’m feeling so sublime in my recliner stay rhyming till i retire i been
fueling my fire the beacon is beaming brighter
than gold from the carolinas, i keep my ribs on a timer
yeah all the smoke it’ll carry me like mariah
way up in them clouds
i’m still in my zone it ain’t willing to know any limits or bounds
and if you could fly then i’m wondering why leave your feet on the ground
living my dreams in the sheep that i count
we jumping the fence, i’m racing against, the day that i drop my reasonable doubt, yeah pour the tequila around
it’s unlimited like a buffet
but never enough so it’s why i keep stacking that sh-t up on top of my plate, we getting a raise
just step in the ring i been making my millions i’m winning like hilary sw-nk
charming the eyes of a snake
they call me de palma we’re making a drama it’s starring some nicolas cage, controlling the pendulum sway
taking some time for making the time and fitting it into my day
preparing the piper to pay
i’m picking out all my rings
i need em to glow so i’ll pay you the dough as long as you give em the glaze

chorus:
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, i’m off of that weed and patron and
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, i’m off of that weed and patron and
i’m zoning, i’m zoning, this is our city we own it
i’m zoning, i’m zoning and won’t regret sh-t in the morning, buongiorno
verse 3: (blimansays)
smelling sweet as captain crunch, i’m blasted with the blasphemers
pack a tree like diesel pumps, im only here to gas you up
take a puff then pass a portion
these ain’t words i rap endorphins
stick a b-tch like porcupine, then eat her, dining, grab my fork and knife, f-ck so good could be my wife
but it’s just a friday night
i’m on fire she’s that ice, zoning imma pay that price
ignoring all my boys’ advice, that ain’t right
mister independent like fourth of july
look out for 12 like i’m rolling the dice
tell me how no one has said that has said that before
party gon’ start when i open the door, this is one hit i made 40 before, downing a 40 with shorty once more and im already bored, call me magellan i’m here to explore
riding a wave and i don’t need a ore
me and your lady got crazy report, let’s settle the score
i’m zoning out, feeling alone in this crowded house
don’t dream it’s over it’s starting now
i’m just starting out, what you about?
im repping the whip like the motor town
i’m faded off bass in the speakers sound
you’re faded off beats that i speak around
so throw your d-mn hands in the air if you’re hearing this
feel like you’re zoning now

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