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letra de tryna smoke (remix) - jhené aiko

[intro]
wassup man, what you want?
ayy, man, let me get a eighth, man
you want a eighth?
you want that fat eighth or a little eighth?
how much money you got?
get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
alright well, come on in, don’t touch nothin’ either
smell this, this is, i just got this right here from cambodia, it’s a cambodia crispy
this ain’t no cambodia crispy
look, man, okay, i’ma be honest, that’s really cbd
just give me thirty seven dollars and you can have that

[post-chorus: jhené aiko]
i’m so high, i’m so high, i’m so high-ah-ah
that’s just how i get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
lift that bird to the motherf-cking sky-ah-ah
that’s that pill, that’s that fire, fire-ah-ah (i’m tryna smoke)
don’t you cry, don’t you cry, i-i-i ain’t full high
i’ma ride it, i just need to put my mind at ease (yeah)
someone tell my baby mama i’m just tryna keep the peace
i ain’t here for all that drama, i’m tryna smoke
[verse 1: chris brown, jhené aiko, both]
life’s no fairy tale
i know all too well
gotta plant the seed sometime
then you let it grow
inhale, exhale some more
heaven in h-ll
if you know, you know
that sh-t is beautiful
you gotta just let it go (yeah)
spark up a blunt and smoke

[break]
you better blow that sh-t out, man
yeah, yeah

[chorus: jhené aiko]
if i could fly (if i could fly, yeah)
i would probably never come down (yeah)
with all of the bullsh-t (all of) confusion on the ground
i wish that i was high
’cause i can’t live my life when it’s loud (you know i can’t live that way)
so i’m gonna call the bros
tell ’em, “roll up one, right now”
i’m tryna smoke
[verse 2: snoop dogg]
starin’ at the moon like galaxy of weed smoke
i can make you feel right, baby, just let me know
take my hand, follow me and i’ll give you what you need, girl
life is tough, take a puff, open up, see the world
see it through my eyes, looking down as i fly high
flying no lower in the sky rise, i’m up in the clouds with the wi-fi
and i’m floating, floating
bullsh-t, n-gga don’t allow
we’re so plain, n-gga, under pile it
with the best gas, no doubt about it
it’s podium, legalize it
give a n-gga freedom, i got the pre-rolls, no lead calls
baby, if you need them, get your life and your mind right
by myself out the limelight, just take a puff and i’m light

[chorus: jhené aiko]
if i could fly
i would probably never come down
with all of the bullsh-t
confusion on the ground
i wish that i was high
’cause i can’t live my life when it’s loud
so i’m gonna call the bros
tell ’em “roll up one, right now”
i’m tryna smoke
[outro]
he’s a janky dealer, why you make me drink?
what you want, bruh, what you want, man?
smell this right here, man
man, it’s passionfruit?
man, that’s coleslaw og, baby
the f-ck is coleslaw og?
just gimme 65 dollars
65 dollars? you got me f-cked up
okay, well, gimme 48 dollars man, come on man
that’s a fat bag, baby
48 dollars?
that’s a whole ass— you can’t even close the bag, man
come on, man, godd-mn, i c—, gas is goin’ up
gimme 39 dollars, d-mn it

- jhene aiko

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