Tommy Ross - WOODGRAIN lyrics

[HOOK] Left, right, whipping wood grain All my n***as ride X3 And we gone get high with them hoes inside Tell a bad b**h don't blow my high X2 [VERSE 1] Let's all have a good night Roll trees get high when I pa** by Everybody wanna roll inside At times I wanna be alone. Every time I try. It gets f**ed up And I wind up in a wood grain truck Lucked up with a thing That can't wait to touch Even when I fall asleep I never dreamed this much Am I losing touch? With what really matters? And if I did does it f**n matter? Cause The feel goods all that's matters We go left right French inhale And I'm staring at her And I could just imagine If we could get a f**n minute to ourselves for some personal action I didn't even ask her And we was heading to the room Baby we could cruise but she didn't want to We some grown muf**as What am I to do? Close to the b**hes that'll never approach you And folks who Supposed to be the f**n truth Don't believe the hype That's some sh** to raise a toast to This that sh** u know you supposed to smoke to Weed so good it'll choke you Yea I'm muf**n thrown Man I thought you knew [HOOK] Left, right, whipping wood grain All my n***as ride X3 And we gone get high with them hoes inside Tell a bad b**h don't blow my high X2 [VERSE 2] Let's go x2 Follow me down this road Where all of my n***as gone roll Smoking blunts out of the window Smelling like weed everywhere that we go Chilling with hoes at the show People ain't ready I'm close I couldn't help it I'm chose n***as and b**hes I've come for them both Put that on all that I own Let me get into the zone Rarely I answer my phone Mostly I'm just getting blown Putting my all in my songs Preying I'm right But damn what if I'm wrong What if I'm right? Got a lot on my mind Been a hell of a night All this stress make us all lose sight Till I can't see straight and I miss my flight And we all just ride, ride SmokE and drink inside Lets get High high I'm fcked up I can't lie I took six blunts to the face I got 4 hoes at my place Now y'all got 10 reasons to hate I guess I get it it. I'm muf**n great [HOOK] Left, right, whipping wood grain All my n***as ride X3 And we gone get high with them hoes inside Tell a bad b**h don't blow my high X2