757

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smokin' since 11

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smokin' since 11

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smokin' since 11, told the devil he's a lemon

I got problems with my spendin', all these horses in my engine

Doin' 80 in a 30, but I'm never in a hurry

Screamin', "La di da di da di, all I wanna do is party"

Drinkin' bottles of Moscato, takin' pictures with a model

Stayin' up until the morning, wish that I was more discerning

Goin' wild like coyote

Where's the water? Something's burnin', yeah

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smoking since 11

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smoking since 11

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

Blow out the blunt smoke, sound of the shotgun

I wanted smoke, so I went out and got some

Live in dog years and I feel 26

Yeah, I'm old, bitch, but I learn new tricks

Better learn quick or end up like green bricks

You say you smoke real trees, those look like little sticks

We don't smoke trees, we smoke tree-sized dicks

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smoking since 11

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

757, yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smoking since 11

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado

Interior gas station McDonald's

I left my cellphone dead at the house

I see the stars when the sun goes down

Somebody's making money on my problems

The way that you're talking, you'd better wear a condom

I smell cowards and sons of a bitch

Everything quick, all smells like shit

I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado

Interior gas station McDonald's

I left my cellphone dead at the house

I see the stars when the sun goes down