Top Songs By Gavlyn
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gavlyn
Songwriter
DJ Hoppa
Songwriter
Lyrics
Look
As the sun goes down and the blunt gets lit
How many homies wanna hit this shit
And say pass that? (Pass that)
Say pass that (Pass that)
When the weed is getting low and you don't know where to go
How many homies gon' pick up the phone?
And pass that (Pass that)
And pass that (Pass that)
Yeah, my jar looking like a tumbleweed
I need to go and get some green before I had to sing
Roll me up a couple I'll be there on the double
Hellevated and sedated steady on my hustle
Can't say nothin to the kid that be floating on that
Eyes is always bloodshot but I'm not gonna care
Unless you break it up and I see some seeds in there
That'll be the first and last time I ever choose to share
Cause I only smoke that dank from the eight when they
Straight out the gates at the California state okay
You know what they say I'm feeling good I'm feeling great today
I'm high as a kite you can see my eyes dilate, wait
Look
As the sun goes down and the blunt gets lit
How many homies wanna hit this shit
And say pass that? (Pass that)
Say pass that (Pass that)
When the weed is getting low and you don't know where to go
How many homies gon' pick up the phone?
And pass that (pass that)
And pass that (pass that)
I think I really did it this time
Had me in the double vision
Standing in the front line
Need to get myself together
When I [strip] my cigar
[Roaming] on my downtime
Hotbox is a pastime
My boy he got the plug in Anaheim
He said he got the fire kush that tastes like key lime
I told his ass to come on over
Pass me that doja, I do what I wanna
You bet your ass I cough like a smoker
That's playing poker on a Sunday night
I does it right
When you roll this tree, don't roll it too tight
Now that's legit, now I'm lit up and I'm feeling alright
I must admit, no tobacco we not smoking no spliffs
I'll throw a fit, come on
(No wait, did you throw tobacco in here? Oh hell no.)
As the sun goes down and the blunt gets lit
How many homies wanna hit this shit
And say pass that? (Pass that)
Say pass that (Pass that)
When the weed is getting low and you don't know where to go
How many homies gon' pick up the phone?
And pass that (Pass that)
And pass that (Pass that)
Written by: DJ Hoppa, Gavlyn