Circles Interlude Pt. 2! Lyrics

Feel up in my pockets find a stash of loose papers

Gotta pasta noodle not gonna use what it was made fo

Roll the joint up weigh it out I can't keep my composure

I smoke a three five all the way down to the roach

Yeah this joint got me in my feelings when im smoking

Probably cause im getting high when im not supposed to

But I spark the blunt for the hope of serotonin

When we start to sesh pass the loud a certain motion

Pass that shit in circles its the way it fuckin goes

Imma choose my boys every time, fuck a hoe

Used to skip my classes always smoking dope

Now I smoke up using my diploma, honor roll

Smoke gets to flowing

This weed is so potent

Balmain on the coat and

Ill never trust a rodent

Only gonna sesh with the ones who imma trust

You know how it go Circles into ashes, and ashes into dust

Feel up in my pockets find a stash of loose papers

Gotta pasta noodle not gonna use what it was made fo

Roll the joint up weigh it out I can't keep my composure

I smoke a three five all the way down to the roach

Yeah this joint got me in my feelings when im smoking

Probably cause im getting high when im not supposed to

But I spark the blunt for the hope of serotonin

When we start to sesh pass the loud a certain motion

Pass that shit in circles its the way it fuckin goes

Imma choose my boys every time, fuck a hoe

Used to skip my classes always smoking dope

Now I smoke up using my diploma, honor roll

Smoke gets to flowing

This weed is so potent

Balmain on the coat and

Ill never trust a rodent

Only gonna sesh with the ones who imma trust

You know how it go Circles into ashes, and ashes into dust