Laid Back

[Intro]
Yeah
I get to jail, yeah

[Hook]
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa

[Verse 1]
Indor mother fucker straight from Tennessee
Bachelors degree, in pimpology
Yayo thats my [?], need coke thats my son
Pocket full of money?
Naw bitch thats my gun
Deep up in a train
Psycho music bumpin'
Rollin' with my niggas
Lets get into somethin'
Shit I got the blunt
Should get somethin' to drink
Take a puff and pass
Now head for deep sleep
Shotgun to the brain
Cells goin' insane
Got nothin' to lose
Got nothin' to gain
Marvin Gaye is bumpin'
Oh, my really, oh
Creepin' down the ave
Lookin' for a hoe
Smoke all in the air
I can't even see
Shit I got the munchies
Stop at Micky D's
Life is like a riddle
A rough one to chief
Take a puff of knowledge
Close your eyes mane

Cause I'm

[Hook]
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid-

[Verse 2]
Chillin' laid back with the indica
Brain says I'm pimpin [?] straight in my way to [?]
B from the Buddha
Hook up with my niggas and we passin'
Blunts around, before you pass the blunt hit them ashes
Off the tip, don't slip, or trip
And let the blunt drop to the ground before it hit my lips
Smoke, smoke, smoke it up
Inhalin´ smoke is how we go
If you wanna cheef with us
You gotta be a b-r-o
We do this like every day
Smokin' blunts in every way
Blow me a shotgun, my son
So I could be in a daze
Laid back in the cut ´cause look I don't give a fuck
Packin' second mini blunts
Chillin' with the indica

[Hook]
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa
Laid back, relax like a playa

[Verse 3: Mack D.L.E]
D.L.E. H-O-E
Bitches take up the seat
I'm going c-razy
Off that agenoli
Stop at the liquor store
Jim Beam to get a buzz
High as a motherfucker
´Cause you know I would
Add smoke on my agenda
Pressure a bitch as they smoke
Tim Tayno we dont blodge
And camo busters they dodge
I smoke a bud to live
But live to smoke this truth
And cheefin we leave this earth
I best be smoking you
So gimme the 1.5, Phillies or Swisher Sweets
I'm rollin up that life
And Smokin' it day and night
I'm pushin´ it by the pound
And cheefin´ it by the weight
I empty my ashtray
And live to smoke another day

[Hook]
Laid back relax like a playa
Laid back relax like a playa
Laid back relax like a playa
Laid back relax like a motha fuckin' playa