Gandhi Lyrics

(I need me some money in my hand so I can fidget)

(I ate so many shrooms, it made me feel like Shakes and Fidget)

(Higher than the motherfucking moon, I had a vision)

(Riding in the motherfucking coupe—nah, I'm just kidding)

I need me some money in my hand so I can fidget

I ate so many shrooms, it made me feel like Shakes and Fidget

Higher than the motherfucking moon, I had a vision

Riding in the motherfucking coupe—nah, I'm just kidding

Riding in that motherfucking bus, that's how I'm living

Every day I work another shift, I make a living

But when I'm in the motherfucking store

I keep on spending, yeah

When I'm in that motherfucking booth

I keep on spitting

When I'm off them motherfucking trams

I keep on spinning

I was on 'em k-pins and it made me have no feelings

Standing like a motherfucking tree, y'all see me winning

Standing like a motherfucking tall tree

And this haze, it got me feeling like I'm Gandhi

Set me free from all that shit that got on my tee

Got this curse on my name, like a mummy

Try to take me out of grave, lil bro it's over

You know I've dug myself out, now I'm sober

I'm 'bout to pull up inna fucking Range Rover

Flying 1st class, driving with my chauffeur

I don't drive 'cause I'm a full-time stoner

I need me some money in my hand so I can fidget

I ate so many shrooms, it made me feel like Shakes and Fidget

Higher than the motherfucking moon, I had a vision

Riding in the motherfucking coupe—nah, I'm just kidding

Riding in that motherfucking bus, that's how I'm living

Every day I work another shift, I make a living

But when I'm in the motherfucking store

I keep on spending, yeah

When I'm in that motherfucking booth

I keep on spitting

When I'm off them motherfucking trams

I keep on spinning

I was on 'em k-pins and it made me have no feelings

Standing like a motherfucking tree, y'all see me winning

Standing like a motherfucking tall tree

And this haze, it got me feeling like I'm Gandhi

Set me free from all that shit that got on my tee

Got this curse on my name, like a mummy

Try to take me out of grave, lil bro it's over

You know I've dug myself out, now I'm sober

I'm 'bout to pull up inna fucking Range Rover

Flying 1st class, driving with my chauffeur

I don't drive 'cause I'm a full-time stoner