Chitty Bang

c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high
c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high

Backwoods got me feeling top billing
In the back of the barbeque arguing with children
Drop top grand-am, walk off grand slam, Jean-Claude van Damme (damn)
Chew bubble gum talk and dance, calm down, damn, don't make me call Bam Bam
Man you a tall ass man, where'd you get them pants?
Do a dance, lemme see your hands
Do a dance, 'shad Mcants, Ima do my Dougy
Smoke a plant, Peter Pan when I'm feeling muddy
In a jam well, that can be typical
I ain't gone lie to you lately court has been difficult (sheesh)
Simmer down cowboy, just enjoy the ride
Relax and wait for the tide
So hit me if you need a chauffeur to rent
I'll give em eye contact, show em how sober I am

c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high
c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high

Me oh my, the old guy
He's so high, I think he eating on a Frito pie
How many sweets? cbout 3, 4, 5 can't count
Dracula teeth in his mouth but no doubt
The dude got clout, runs a different route
clways in & out, nah he ain't sniffin powder
He just naturally crazy, pass the sweets daily
Back & forth, rebound crash the boards
Run the wood, put in the hole
cssist to another nigga as he give it and go
Pick up your ho, she's on the corner of Broadway
Refused to lick my nuts, say they was salty
But I just got through hoopin' man, she went down on me
Shit, who's to blame?
Chitty chitty bang bang
I had to pass, she had no ass, titties plain Jane

c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high
c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high

Different strains of cannabis, I burn on leisure
You stuff a cone and get higher than the perm on Jesus
You smoking that favorite strain, this shit turn on skeezers
I get topped off and dipped, I'm like ‘bitch I don't need ya' - psych
You know I love you, when I'm ripped off reefer
My niggas be hitting trees like a pissed off Keebler (get it?)
My grandmomma flushed a zip in the toilet
You don't smoke inside of her house, we on different accordance
It's 420, these bitches out here feeling euphoric
Give me the roses while I'm breathing, take a trip to the florist
Legalize it in the c, you know that shit is historic
I'm at a loss for words, like a hidden thesaurus
We all be going through it, pray that niggas will flourish
You can catch me in the cut, just like a bitch's clitoris
Roll it up, light it, then we lift off in orbit
With Prof and my nigga Devin, someone kicking the chorus

c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high
c chitty chitty bang bang
Got my high coming in with the tide
Feeling like a brute true one of a kind
Oh my, I'm high

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