IBOLESSNAE GiGGA

[iNTRO]

(Ahhh)
Hah! Hah!
(Ahh!)
(Oooh!)

[vERSE OOAN]

Yuh! Hit it, I hit it, I hit it, I-
Shit feels really good
I had to roll that blunt, I had to smoke that blunt
I had to- (Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff)
I had to- (Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff)
Waiting for that great lung collapse
Huh, I just had to do it like that, real quick
Just roll that Backy and smoke it the fuck up
We sum lil aliens and we get high as fuck
Every day of every month
I just told judge: 'Free YSL, so we can turn the fuck up!'
Always 420, it's always 420, it can't ever stop

[hOOK]

Ahh!
This is how we fuckin' party!
Stick my tongue out like I'm Playboi Carti
He was actin' smart, I popped him like a Smartie
Told that bitch I loved her, then I left her, I felt grumpy

[vERSE TEW]

Told that bitch I loved her, but I only needed head
And I was grindin' it up all day, hoe I just need my bread
I had to roll a cross joint, get real fucked up
I had to smokе that Moonrock', floating in space, starstruck
(Shhh!)
Huh, this that trippy ass Supernova shit
We smokin' Backiеs and joints, whatever hits and
I take a shit on a track and I make a hit
This that sticky-ass bando floor bits and
I'm sounding super-galactic in every pitch
Either I'm gonna smoke or slit my wrist and
I would admit it's addiction, but I don't see an Issh
E-stara Enashla Elliku, Rekossan Nie Nish
(Yeah, Bua-ha-ha-ha)
(C'mon, let's all party and fuck!)
(C'mon, let's sin! And smoke that Doja like this!)
(And smoke that Ganja like this!)
We gonna party until we fuckin' die
This is the runway show, the urban outfitters and
We all misfits, we all some motherfuckin' sinners
We meant to be rich and above
We meant to be one with the Gods
We gotta be hyper-uber

[Chorus]

We sum aliens
We talk alien language
We do alien shit
We have alien sex
We pop alien pills, we do alien drugs
We smoke alien kush
We sip alien lean (Shhhh!)
(We smoke alien kush!)
(We smoke alien kush! Shhh!)

[oUTRO]

(Ohhh! Ahh! Ahh!)