The Weekend

I'm blazing, rolling down my blunt

And my eyes so bloodshot

Just me and my girl getting high

Baked in the sun as time ride by

We ain't tripping on nothing tonight

Just glad that we got each other's side

So, it's gon' be me and her and

We gon' take a flight for the weekend

I just don't get it, see it's something about this girl

The way she rolls up another J and takes me to another world

She gets me so excited and the tree, it stays ignited

Once she light it, we go flying

I let her be my pilot, yeah

I feel like Wiz, 'cause she's my weed roller

And I'm hardly ever sober, call me the romantic stoner

Rolling in my loaner, hot boxing, the two of us

Hop out, reconize bleeding so they knew it's us

We be through them blunts, and we be through them Js

On the beach rolling cheech with my stoner bae

'Cause smoking up is just a daily routine

She laugh at me when I get hot 'cause I be trying to sing like

I'm blazing, rolling down my blunt

And my eyes so bloodshot

Just me and my girl getting high

Baked in the sun as time ride by

We ain't tripping on nothing tonight

Just glad that we got each other's side

So, it's gon' be me and her and

We gon' take a flight for the weekend

Weekend, the weekend

We gon' take a flight for the weekend

Weekend, this weekend

We gon' be heavily weeded

It's funny how I met her, she looked my way and pointed

Then handed me a joint that had her name and number on it

Yeah, I thought it was dope, so she had my attention

And the hipster stoner chick is my personal preference

Now perfect nights is Netflix and bong rips and

Post high, we in them cover for long trips when

She roll by, we smoke and do it all over again

No lie, she roll it tighter than brown eyes

She keep me planted, I never take her for granted

We get blasted and watch the sunset, from another planet