[Intro: Fiend] International.... Jones I hope Life has given you Every bit of the Sweetest Hangover [Verse 1: Fiend] In the hood we all are targets Some days I wish I had me a magic carpet A get away from your workplace But it don't permit you Bills piling up whenever stress is the issue Cool out, relax Sit back, rough day That beauty hit me I got me These brownies I just made Moët Chandon, Louie XL, I'm strong Pick up a lighter put down that fifth, take a bong Get you a pa**port smoke some Thai weed in Milan And meet you a bad b**h, get disapproved by her moms Live once Big joints Jet plane, iron gang, don't ask me who spike the punch [Hook: Al Beauti] I just wanna float and never come down I just wanna float and never come down
I just wanna float, float and never come down Tell me when you smoke, do you smoke out of the pound [Verse 2: Fiend] And all my Facebook girls telling me, bon voyage baby Voice soothing like a spa and a ma**age lady Horn section alone, should make you go hit the bong Vocals by Mr. Jones But were benders and brooms Private parties in homes Exotic strands in clone With shorty up in the palms You god dammit we on Bright green lights And even bigger budgets Landed, eyes white as egg shells, pick your n***a uuuuuppp [Hook: Al Beauti ] I just wanna float and never come down I just wanna float and never come down I just wanna float, float and never come down Tell me when you smoke, do you smoke outta the pound