Green Funyuns

[Intro]
Aite, you ever get so high
That you don't really know... if you're alive?
Hehehe, yeah that shit happened to me once
I was still livin' on the beach
Shi-, It's a crazy story
I'ma tell it you right now
I call it, Green Funyuns
Check it out

[Verse 1: Wrekonize]
Follow a moment and turn off your roaming
I'm taking you home to your permanent zone and
It's only an omen that we been out smoking since
Nine in the morning and hittin' it slow
I just been hoping that maybe the smoke is a
Friend of me strokin' my ego alone
I'm feelin' open and openly stoked to be
Hittin' this bong and it's gotten me blown
Gimme it, gimme it, I'm just a hippie it's
Vigilant, vigilant, idiot, idiot
Now I been toking too much and I'm choking and
Have not a notion how I'm getting home...
Okay, I'm on the road
Hands are all sweaty I'm driving all slow
Head is a mess, the time is a toll
If I let it roll I'm in trouble for sure
395 is a mess as you know
Beach is crowded; stressing my soul
Dropping off Bern on the side of the road, and
Hoping I'll make it a little bit more
Just a little bit more
Tryna get home without checking the po'
Why did I smoke like Seth Rogen in 'Blow'?
Wait that's not the movie forget it let's roll...
Sparking a bit
Low on the fuel and the parking's a bitch
Why am I shaking? My arm, did it twitch?
I need a bed and a pharmacist quick
No parking that's it
I need to get out the car and like quick
I'm freaking out and it's hard to resist
I need to get to my a-parta-ment...

[Spoken word]
My-, my apart-, apartment?
Ro-ads
Limit, limit, limit

[Verse 2: Wrekonize]
Okay, I'm losing my mind
Voice in my head says I'm doing just fine
Parking my car way outside of the line
I'll just come back and re-park it in time
Anything get me inside
Why is the thermostat on sixty-five?
Why am I freezing my freakin' behind?
My blood pressure high, I think I'mma die
I think I'mma die [3x]

[Guitar Solo w/ Spoken Word Outro]
Ah, what time is it
Ah, seven-thirty
Oh shit, my fuckin' car
Ah, fuck man, fuck!
That shit's gotta be there
Damn, I feel like I'mma throw up
Let me go check on my shit
Please, let that shit be there
Please, let that shit still be there
Please, please, I don't feel like paying for towing
God damn, fuck man
Fuck, fuck you Miama Beach Parking, fuck you
Shit, never smokin' again
Fuckin' burns
I'm never smoking out of a bong again, that's for sure
Talk about, hit that shit
Clear the fuckin', clear the whole chamber, fuck that shit
Strictly joints for me from now on, I'm done
And, and somebody drive me and get me my fucking car
I need a ride
Green Funyuns