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Versuri Ian Vailanie – 995 lyrics

Haha
We are poppin’ off right the fuck now
Yuh
Off type high
Percs and codeine in my bag
Chillin’ with the gang
Open fire bang, bang, bang (Uh)
Cus i’m just stressed (Uh)
Made ‘em my type (Uh)
I think i’m finna die (uh)

Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket
I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
Hope that i’m alive
While the ambulance arrive

I don’t take shit for granted
If that’s not the truest shit
I’ve heard
And all these times
I must have been colourblind
Because all of my Fifties be
Lookin’ like Big Bird
If i’m in my 60s
Expect to see me
We gonna smoke blunts at the
Barnfield
We smokin’ organic
Smokin’ that green shit
Sippin’ on coffee
Acting like it is the Ninetys

Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket
I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
Hope that i’m alive
While the ambulance arrive

Sippin’ on lean
Goin’ out hard
Don’t think there is a chance
That my soul gon’ survive
Got problems everyday
I get high, they go away
But it stabs me in the heart
When i wake up the next day
I wish it was a nightmare
But that shit continues
When my eyes are open wide
Wish i had a place
To push my sorrows
And my sadness all away
Imma get high wit’ Ian
Hopin’ we survive

Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket
I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
Hope that i’m alive
While the ambulance arrive

Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket
I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
Hope that i’m alive
While the ambulance arrive