Oh Lord Lyrics

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

I ate a candy bar laced with shrooms

30 minutes later I'll be outer space to moons

And when I… absorb it in

I'll be orbited like a satellite

According to some folks I'll feel freudian when I had a bite

You getting twisted off 1 I'm doing 7

On a scale of 1 to 10 I think im feeling 11

Heaven wouldn't let me in with these sins that's what they told me

So the, devils on my shoulders like "yo ill be your homie"

Well fuck it lets ride like clyde and bonnie

Bout' to dig my own grave like I'm trying to hide a body

Cause I

I mix things that most won't than do it large

My mouth says, my brain thinks, my heart said it's too enlarged

There's a line what to do with it

You know if you know

If you don't you couldn't google it

Now why I gotta stop with that foolishness

You know how much nonsense that truly is

I'll be like

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

Hey yo I think you get the gist

I'm a light up a spliff

But I'm a need an assist

Cause with this weed I'm like john Stockton

I'm jazzing it up

Pass and then puff

Man there hasn't been no stopping

I'm popping a pill

To the top of the hill im running

Got me some bills( money)

Pretty soon I'm gon' feel me nothing

For me that's a blackhole

And for you I'm an asshole

I gotta disappear to let past go

So cheers for the sound of it

I said id quit but that appears that its counterfeit

I never thought of my thoughts as being sober

Bout' to heat it up man that's the cost of being colder… I

over- saturate my blood stream with chemicals

Till my mechanical functions like a tentacle

Bending over fucking backwards till we get it though

We stuck like we frozen it time until we let it go

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

French braid we getting twisted

No hairy situation just fade into the distance… these

People hitting glass till they couldn't tell it's pane (pain)

As I lick from it while I empty out the cellophane

We going skiing in the summer

With a plug that's so paranoid don't even get a number

Yeah that yellow type but you know you aint peeing for the plumber

In a hostel life next Europeans when I slumber

I figured for the re-up

I would come up

Just a couple hundred dollars

So I'd be up when the sun up

Smoked the whole damn pack and I'm dying to light another

High up in the sky like I'm flying a kite above ya

But believe it or not my feet planted

I'm feeling like that rock that got shot to reach planets

And damn it it's hard to keep standing

My vision aint right so its hard to see the damage man

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man

Oh lord

I don't know who that is

I got the devil on my shoulder saying do that shit

I fill my solo

With a few more sips

I'm a bout to roll a few more spliffs

You get the gist man