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letra de elevated - larry ohh & peter piffen

[verse 1]
hey what you know about that wake bake dominate
smokin’ every minute
i hearin’ them all talk about it
none of them showin’ they live it
they look at all of my pictures
i’m somewhere up on the ceiling
if i’m ever in your town
i’m smokin’ out every building i’m in
all i do is wake up roll up
lookin’ for a lighter what’s the hold up
you know i got that fire n-gga hold up
you know i’m the all american smoker, don’t ya?
believe i achieve what the rest don’t
come and get a whiff of this gasoline
i hope you got your lungs ready
’cause i’m about take you higher than you ever been

[pre-chorus]
one with the clouds
far away from the stars
but no longer on the ground
everything getting smaller
but my blunts on xl only to extend
getting high with some help from my friends

we elevated

[verse 2]
please don’t arrest me for my stank nuggs
mr. officer i ain’t selling
got my medical card and i’m just chillin’
yes i’m higher than a motherf-cker
smell it on my clothes
my eyes are open
i know they look like they’re closed
got these thai sticks burnin’
i breaking up golden nuggets
got these reese’s puff canni – treats
fresh on top of the oven
i’ve been called a lot of things
but sober was never one of them
name me a stoner
i’m smoking out everyone of them
why can’t they understand
i ain’t smoking for the h-ll of it
i spend too much on marijuana
i’m never gonna, go another hour
without a lot of thc in me
rollin’ in like extendos
where you been bro
tell i’m mega high
and i ain’t never lied
skinny n-gga but my weed strong every time
shouldn’t be your fault couldn’t be my fault
i ain’t blaming n0body
breaking trees oh lord
lighting green oh lord
it’s about to get cloudy

[pre-chorus]
one with the clouds
far away from the stars
but no longer on the ground
everything getting smaller
but my blunts on xl only to extend
getting high with some help from my friends

we elevated

[bridge]
um, food for thought
why do you think god put on this planet
with marijuana
clearly so we can get high

[pre-chorus]
one with the clouds
far away from the stars
but no longer on the ground
everything getting smaller
but my blunts on xl only to extend
getting high, getting high, getting high

- larry ohh peter piffen

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