Lean Green - Baked and Fried (feat. TripSixKid) [Remix] Lyrics

(Yo Pierre, you wanna cry out here?)
Everyday, smoking on dank
Everyday, smoking on dank
Everyday, smoking on dank
Everyday, smoking on dank

I take the vibe with me, yeah, wherever I go
A baked and blind hippie, on his way to a show
Can't wait to ride with me, better give me a flow
I take the vibe with me
I'll take the vibe with me, I

I'mma skate right back to the bank
Everyday, smoking on dank
I'm like a magnet, all these demons coming my way
But I ain't stressing, I got all these rocks in my face
So I'mma keep on smiling cause they ain't gon' stop me (Yo lawlet, you good?)
Four point, four point, four point
Motherf*cking four point, four point, four point, four point five
Got the hoes now
It's a show now
Yeah, she suck it
Suck it slow now
What the what, wow
Smack her butt, pow
I'mma f*cking suck her, slut bow
Get the f*ck down
Whip the blunts out
With my nuts out
Ripping runts nowadays
I know I got a drug problem please be patient
Pop a pistol, drop dead and leave you hanging
Sipping on a drank, four poured, what you thinking?
Jewelry on the way
I'mma pop a k
Every finger got a ring
And I feel some type of way
Probably cause I make the bank
Hey girl, what's your name?
Hit you with the gas, talking straight propane
The green licking lizard (I like this new generation of music)
Sipping on the sizzurp
Said I've been that mister
You ain't heard a thing from your bitch cause I'm with her
Hit the mall with her
I'mma ball with her
Or I'mma take the fall with her

Aye, yeah, yeah (Yo lawlet, you good?)
I take the vibe with me, yeah, wherever I go
A baked and blind hippie, on his way to a show
Can't wait to ride with me, better give me a flow
I take the vibe with me
I'll take the vibe with me, I
I take the vibe with me, yeah, wherever I go
A baked and blind hippie, on his way to a show
Can't wait to ride with me, better give me a flow
I take the vibe with me
I'll take the vibe with me, I

I'm a real one
With a real gun
Pop a pill son
Cop a mill son
Coppa peel up
What's the deal huh?
I got real funds
Feds ain't getting me for shit, yeah, I'm a villain
My heart sealed up
(With a real gun)
(Pop a pill son)
(Cop a mill son)
(Coppa peel up)
(What's the deal huh?)
(Got real funds)
(Feds ain't getting me for shit, I'm a villain)