Brett Michael - Fly Me To The Moon lyrics

I smoke a lot of pot son, cruise'n in some aviators, b**h give me top gun. Cop lights in my rear view, I got more gra** then john dear do. Blazing, got my eyes Asian, smoking guns and roses, slashing you pussies like Jason. I got the game on lock like a mason, so sublime like date rape persuasion. You want to be free? Well here's a forty, but I need like two or three when it comes to the O.E. Yeah boy I'm talking ‘bout, smoked a plane down, just smoked the next flight, get your roll game up then get your s** right, all these b**hes hating cause they see me in the halls and they on their way to cla** but I ain't tryna go at all, I'm just trying to smoke my weed (x2) yeah boy I'm talking ‘bout, I be with your girl and you think I'm tryna swag but the only thing I'm breaking up is the sh** in the bag, I'm just trying to smoke my weed (x2) yeah boy I'm talking ‘bout, feel the pain in my swagger, I'm a buy you a drink, give me real good brains like I'm trying to think, then I beat it up like a drum set, are you done yet? Travis barker, I be gon' in a blink, f** what you think, act like I care, only rock a fitted when I got long hair and your b**h gon' stare when I'm doing me, I smoke until reality isn't there, yeah, yo I wrote that sh** on the way to cla** the other day, I got to cla** n' was like “yo, I f**ing dumped,” n' I be like f** cla** I'm writing, get an A any day and a f**ing W if we fighting, I'm a keep swinging on Mike Tyson, put the headphones in man, I swear it feel like they biting, think about it. See me at the mall and these b**hes say they know me but I ain't tryna hear them talk so y'all b**hes should blow me, Im just trying to smoke my weed (x2) yeah boy I'm talking ‘bout, catch me at a party and we might just blow an L ‘til everyone come up to me and ask me if I sell, I'm just trying to smoke my weed (x2)