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StoneAge_steph - Flask Lyrics



StoneAge_steph - Flask Lyrics




Started with a toast
To a hell of a night
Round table full of shots straight throw-in me back
Talking hell's gin my big talking real faded
And the squad mixed in and we only win
Brought my bong some kill and my last 3 krispies
She's only Rollin og kush and skywalker...
She had ass 4 days and her smile was everything
Real hair real nails and it's only paper planes..
Real hippy chick summer dress summer time
Real stoned shit load a bowl thats white smoke
If it's flushed right that's great pipe talkin all night she on it
Keep it going and that ass she be throw-in...

Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin

Flash forward the Krispy kicked in Mr Brown
Got me laughin an shit forgot I run the town
Told my lung hold tight fresh rip of the bong
We back at it the clouds predicting a storm
No maskerra duck face fresh pic and I'm gone secure the bag watch my jam from the Back to the front from the side on counter I flip on the light
I'm mashing hold on she gripin real tight told Alexis play gelato top 5 and we one
She blowin Os super laxed we running it back

Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin

Whoa whoa look at that would you look at that
She still trying to match
I'm shreadin from back
Roll two up take a shot I'm sparkin em both

Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
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Started with a toast
To a hell of a night
Round table full of shots straight throw-in me back
Talking hell's gin my big talking real faded
And the squad mixed in and we only win
Brought my bong some kill and my last 3 krispies
She's only Rollin og kush and skywalker...
She had ass 4 days and her smile was everything
Real hair real nails and it's only paper planes..
Real hippy chick summer dress summer time
Real stoned shit load a bowl thats white smoke
If it's flushed right that's great pipe talkin all night she on it
Keep it going and that ass she be throw-in...

Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin

Flash forward the Krispy kicked in Mr Brown
Got me laughin an shit forgot I run the town
Told my lung hold tight fresh rip of the bong
We back at it the clouds predicting a storm
No maskerra duck face fresh pic and I'm gone secure the bag watch my jam from the Back to the front from the side on counter I flip on the light
I'm mashing hold on she gripin real tight told Alexis play gelato top 5 and we one
She blowin Os super laxed we running it back

Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin

Whoa whoa look at that would you look at that
She still trying to match
I'm shreadin from back
Roll two up take a shot I'm sparkin em both

Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
Blowin cheefin smokin
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Writer: Stephone Gammage
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 3:16
Written by: Stephone Gammage
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