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Homegrown Video (MV)




Performed By: Boomland
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Justin Pankiewicz




Boomland - Homegrown Lyrics




Let's all get drunk try to fight our friends
Should've gone home when he said no head
Bar staff gonna watch to the end
Take one look at me you know next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a f*cking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown when I cruise in the Maybach
Bitch

Job didn't pay me what I want so I quit
Make my own luck in a van full of ziplocks
Texas to Florida in an hour forty-five
Now the meal gets comped everywhere I dine
Owners box with bottle service
Model servers
Body syrup
The throttles open
Kickin 125 on interstate ninety
Get bands while you're counting sheep and hoping
Find work, find love, make some money, maybe retire someday
I make my own luck, I'm made of love
Stay doing life my way

Let's all get drunk try to fight our friends
Should've gone home when he said no head
Bar staff gonna watch to the end
Take one look at me you know next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a f*cking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown when I cruise in the Maybach
Bitch

I can clean up with the glob mop, take this outside to the chop top
Fronta pack full of the top shelf smoking in my city
And you're hanging out with who else
I need to learn to let this shit go
Left is law smoking in circles
I think that I'd rather be home
Begged you to leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone
Hanging out by the pool deck
Rocks glass patron, triple sec
Pack up the pink braid
Six grams on a Wednesday night
If you come to me we gonna get this right
You gotta come correct, drop the fake respect
You don't know me, and I wont like that
I need an offering of peace in the form of weed
If you smoke get high
If not, you can leave me be

I can clean up with the glob mop, take this outside to the chop top
Fronta pack full of the top shelf smoking in my city
And you're hanging out with who else
I need to learn to let this shit go
I think that I'd rather be home
Begged you to leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone
I can clean up with the glob mop, take this outside to the chop top
Fronta pack full of the top shelf smoking in my city
And you're hanging out with who else
I need to learn to let this shit go
I think that I'd rather be home
Begged you to leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone
Let's all get drunk try to fight our friends
Should've gone home when he said no head
Bar staff gonna watch to the end
Take one look at me you know next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a f*cking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown when I cruise in the Maybach
Bitch
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Let's all get drunk try to fight our friends
Should've gone home when he said no head
Bar staff gonna watch to the end
Take one look at me you know next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a f*cking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown when I cruise in the Maybach
Bitch

Job didn't pay me what I want so I quit
Make my own luck in a van full of ziplocks
Texas to Florida in an hour forty-five
Now the meal gets comped everywhere I dine
Owners box with bottle service
Model servers
Body syrup
The throttles open
Kickin 125 on interstate ninety
Get bands while you're counting sheep and hoping
Find work, find love, make some money, maybe retire someday
I make my own luck, I'm made of love
Stay doing life my way

Let's all get drunk try to fight our friends
Should've gone home when he said no head
Bar staff gonna watch to the end
Take one look at me you know next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a f*cking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown when I cruise in the Maybach
Bitch

I can clean up with the glob mop, take this outside to the chop top
Fronta pack full of the top shelf smoking in my city
And you're hanging out with who else
I need to learn to let this shit go
Left is law smoking in circles
I think that I'd rather be home
Begged you to leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone
Hanging out by the pool deck
Rocks glass patron, triple sec
Pack up the pink braid
Six grams on a Wednesday night
If you come to me we gonna get this right
You gotta come correct, drop the fake respect
You don't know me, and I wont like that
I need an offering of peace in the form of weed
If you smoke get high
If not, you can leave me be

I can clean up with the glob mop, take this outside to the chop top
Fronta pack full of the top shelf smoking in my city
And you're hanging out with who else
I need to learn to let this shit go
I think that I'd rather be home
Begged you to leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone
I can clean up with the glob mop, take this outside to the chop top
Fronta pack full of the top shelf smoking in my city
And you're hanging out with who else
I need to learn to let this shit go
I think that I'd rather be home
Begged you to leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone
Let's all get drunk try to fight our friends
Should've gone home when he said no head
Bar staff gonna watch to the end
Take one look at me you know next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a f*cking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown when I cruise in the Maybach
Bitch
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Writer: Justin Pankiewicz
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