The FRASS Anthem ft. Mia Bravo, Ali The Toxic & SAMONIEONIE Lyrics

This song is sponsored by drugs

I smoke

Like a rasta

Like it's practice

For all my passions

Because

Tomorrow

Ain't established

Gets hard to manage

With all the constant pain and 
Sorrow

So pass that happiness

That's never hazardous

Unless they gassing it

Losing marbles

Just tryna surf on the tide

The best way of getting by

Means I gotta get high

Uh

Damn I'm lifted

Gotta stay high
So I can find my spirit

Gotta be mindful

Of bad intentions

Is you real or not

I can make a fast distinction

Cause if your strain ain't really euphoric

I'm not that thirsty of a custy

To try and enjoy it

You better find another sucker for that low grade

I ain't even do that at a young age

Me

This ain't rock paper scissors

Be careful with how you roll

Whether it's raw paper swishers

I'm just trying to make it

Flowing like a river

Smoking on exotics

With a hottie like Shakira

Making it a habit

Like the routines in the mirror

For a better day

A better time

A better place

A better vibe

I'm just tryna reach the paradise

Lock in my potential

Dodging bullshit and these parasites

I smoke

Like a rasta

Like it's practice

For all my passions

Because

Tomorrow

Ain't established

Gets hard to manage

With all the constant pain and 
Sorrow

So pass that happiness

That's never hazardous

Unless they gassing it

Losing marbles

Pick your poison

I got paper I got grabba

What you craving

Got the raws and the marleys and the blazys for the paper

Got a backwood too

We could blaze again

Stoners making music

Niggas feel like Taylor gang

Winning team and we ain't taking no losses

Tryna feature me or them you best believe it'll cost you

Rolling crosses

I done lost too many nuggets tryna learn em

Treat em like the churches in the '30s when the crackers burned 'em

Rush decisions, burning bridges too

My attachment to my pride won't let them treat me like a jigga boo

Been a nigga with an attitude

A nigga always into something

I can't leave without a wrap or two

I got an attitude

And I swear I be tripping

So just let me roll in peace and then we really can kick it

I smoke

Like a rasta

Like it's practice

For all my passions

Because

Tomorrow

Ain't established

Gets hard to manage

With all the constant pain and 
Sorrow

So pass that happiness

That's never hazardous

Unless they gassing it

Losing marbles

Aye man I can't even lie
Aye Mia

Man I'm so

Man I'm so fucking high

And listen I smoke

So many blunts a day

I feel my lungs and pray
I pray for better days

And nigga I smoke

I get so fucking high

Higher than the sky

Bitch I see God and cry

Nigga I smoke

Forget the hurt and pain

These bitches scream my name

Ain't worried 'bout a thing

Aye nigga I smoke

Clear my head, be sane

Focus on greater things

I'm on to better days

Aye listen

I got listen five on the weed

Nigga roll it up

I got five on the trees

I don't really give a fuck

What y'all say bout me

Cause I'ma

Smoke my weed

Every day of the week

I got five

I got five on the weed

Mia roll it up

I got five on the trees

I don't really give a fuck

What y'all say bout me

Cause I'ma

Smoke this weed

Every day of the week