Gnosis Hyperion - Smoke Break (feat. Sick the Kidd) Lyrics

Get high with me
Keep your eyes low tide when you vibe with me
Come take a ride with me
I got designer weed
A different kind of fiend
Rolling top shelf but the talk is cheap
Smoking constantly
Its monotony
Me and Mary Jane is monogamists
Call the plug
Paranoid, never thought I bought enough
But its obvious,
I got enough for the weekend
Better not sleep through the cheifing
Reefer, reeking up my clothes
That sour diesel, yeah I pledge allegiance
Smoke it to the dome
When I breathe in it beam me to pieces
You ain't getting high
You ain't really with the team, bitch
I ain't finna lie
Dope head with the green shit
I ain't got time, I'mma smoke on the scene
And you don't 'cause you broke
Smoke breaks with the team

Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break

Riding 'round my city while I'm puffing trees (Yup)
Getting loud delivered by dispensaries (True)
Expensive weed and women, all a hippie needs
Scratch that, keep a couple racks in the knapsack
Old school, young man tell me where the drugs at
Ladies come around, wanna know where I get the pack
I grow it, then I chop it, then I flip it
Just to make it back
Smoke so much, got my landlord knocking
Shit, I got an ounce
We can burn on the way
Boss on the phone, with the blunt in the ashtray
F*ck a job
I'm getting high all day
Thats just what I say
Take a ride, we can fly
Keep my head in the clouds
And my heart out in space
All these girls know I'mma get ghost in a puff of smoke
Out the window,
Like woah

Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break

Stoned, sticky fingers
Spliffs, they not pinners
Smoke tend to linger
As my throat getting itchy
And we still blowing sticky
Got the whole crew with me
And my old dude, hit me for the zone, 150
Throw a bone to these bitches
Zips in the backpack
I'm mistletoe kissing while my vision getting thicker
I'mma mix it with the hash wax
I ain't finna pass that

"Bruh let me have that
I need the whole bag
Or at least a f*cking half-sack"

Homie where yo cash at
I don't take no cashapp
No time for your rat traps

"I just need a dub on the front
Let me grab that"

You just need to shut the f*ck up
I don't push luck
Take yo ass back to the club
You a class act
I kick it at the crib where the blunts and the bongs at
Sluts and the broads
Once we f*ck, give me all that

Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break
Smoke break, smoke break