Текст песни Steven Braille - 3 Hits (feat. Croosh)
(Yeah)
(Shit)
It's
One hit for a good time
It's
Two hits for a sound mind
Three hits if you can't let go of the past
Roll up the gas
And hit, hit, hit
Hip hip hooray (hooray)
Always got time never too late
Never runnin' out of the brûlée
Crème de la crème I'm a new bake
Yeah
Sweet talk got a tooth ache
My lips taste the nectar of gods
Drip for me one more time ah
I swear you make it an art
Gasp, don't know what you mean by that no
Gas, got me to lean right back oh
Take my pain away from me
Give me pleasure in its place
I've been running through this space way too long
Take my pain away from me
Give me pleasure in its place
I've been running through this space way too long
It's
One hit for a good time (Good time)
It's
Two hits for a sound mind
Three hits if you can't let go of the past
Roll up the gas
And hit, hit, hit
It ain't that deep bro
That's what I gotta tell myself
And every time I get low
I reach for the top of the shelf
Breathe in that weed smoke
Breathe out that bullshit
I like my beats slow
But I like my flow quick
So tell me why you gotta blow my high
Blowing up my phone but I won't reply
I don't think I wanna go down that road
Had a couple bad trips but I know this time I control my mind
Let me mind my own
Get inside my zone
Cut the Wi-Fi off and I hide my phone
Cuz I don't wanna deal with your bullshit today love
Take my pain away from me
And
Maybe you will see
Why
I act the way I do it's no excuse but still I
Need you to know where I'm coming from
But at the end of the day
You know what I want
One hit for a good time (wooshy)
Two hits for a sound mind
Three hits if you can't let go of the past
Roll up the gas
And hit, hit, hit
