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Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dreamstate
Dreamstate
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
See, we been on that La La La since '08
Combine strains and states, Lebron James of vaping
Volcano blazing, bongs with no breaks
Edibles on plates 'till I'm beyond baked
And I be on and it indica got me gone
Got that wax that you can't feel your body on
Yeah, that shit that you moving slow is a zombie on
High as a cosmonaut, never gon' catch me not smoking
The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip
Fuck a twenty bag, I'll take the whole zip
Even if the federal government oppose it
I say, fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public
Weed naps on my back like a Snorlax
Highest alien bouncing off the ceiling
I need it up in my system the minute that I record that
Loud packed in a raw wrap, yeah
[Verse 2]
Let's twist again
Like we did last summer
Let's twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when I got the weed man's number
So let's twist again
Until we learn to fly
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
[Verse 4]
Still rolling to the diner with a half-off coupon
Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on
Still up on that Jimmy Neutron
Got the boost on in my spaceship
Lean back in a futon, wow
Even when I'm seeing the cops
I chief pot whether they gon' make it legal or not
'Cause see, I smoke for recreation before it was recreational
Take a pull, now the euphoria is undebatable
And my terpene so aromatic, yeah
You can smell it from my parents attic to the basement
'Till they say, Chris, light an incense , or use some of that spray shit
Fuck, I can't take this
For Christ sake, you're twenty eight, gimme a break
(Alright mom)
Then I go back to getting baked
Higher than Towelie up on a balcony
And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie
[Verse 5]
Let's twist again
Like we did last summer
Let's twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when I got the weed man's number
So let's twist again
Until we learn to fly
Yeah
[Verse 6]
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
[Verse 7]
When that wax pen is in action
And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men
With those hash blends, I'm like Captain Kirk
When I get the Purp  I am blasting off
'Till I'm lost in the stars, never come down
Light my blunts with the sun now
Snuffing out the bud like a blood hound
I'm chemically imbalanced, roll a doobie and a puff now
So I'm saying, Who got the lighter, who got the lighter?
Say, Who got the lighter, who got the lighter?
Yeah, who got the lighter, who got the lighter?
No, for real, who got my fuckin' lighter?
I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me
And the chronic goes so strong
Hoodie smelling like it's Snoop Dogg's laundry
Twist like Chubby Checker, there's nothing better on God's green
Roll the palm trees and I'm gone, peace
[Verse 8]
Let's twist again
Like we did last summer
Let's twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when I got the weed man's number
So let's twist again
Until we learn to fly
Yeah
[Verse 9]
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
Let's twist again
La la la la la la la la la
[Verse 10]
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
Written by: Benjamin Shapiro, Christian Webster
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