RMG - Oxygen lyrics

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RMG - Oxygen lyrics

[Intro] Please listen carefully… [Laughs] Yeah… Supervillain in the building We smoked out on this one mother… We all ready… We smoke blunts n***a… light that sh**! Smoke doobies… light that sh**! And bongs… we smoke all that sh** over here n***a… [Verse 1] I'm just laid back chillin' In the cut like a villain Rollin' up Twistin' goodies I ain't smokin' on them phillies Blowin' Kush by the ounce Put up them 20's and them 50's Rollin' em quick need it swiftly Took two pulls n then it hit me Like an elevator lift me In the sky, I'm so high I fly by, on cloud nine Lookin' down on my city Really I smoke till I'm silly In the tele with these brizzes White b**hes feeling greasy Cause them blunts got them dizzy Broke n***as tryna smoke I hit em back like I'm too busy Homie you can keep that reggie I'm in the zone off this piffy Feel me Yeah my eyes watery but I see this world so clearly I'm a stoner, sincerely You don't smoke to me that eerie Yeah my eyes watery but I see this world so clearly I'm a stoner, sincerely You don't smoke to me that eerie Hear me Just left from our brother got this OZ for $350 Man this weed is so fire I swear Young Roddy tryna k** me Come on.. [Hook] x2 So much smoke need oxygen The weed so fire you can't comprehend Take that puff and hold it in Exhale blow it in wind Now n***a you should too If you knew What this game will do to you Steadily coutin' them benjamins I'm just sittin' here tryna win [Verse 2] You Trade I'm spaced out I stay on another level Get two gars Pull the cardboard down And roll them two leaves up together Clever I know But these n***as can't do what I do And these b**hes can't go where I go But still they try to follow Sippin' clicko out the bottle I live my life full throttle But that weed slow me down Like brakes on Murciélago Everything is chill, on cruise control I'm just posted with my model And we roasted off this shipment that I just got in from Tahoe We just smokin' watchin' movies feelin' like I hit the lotto Little mamma lightin' up like she addicted to that pyro I playin' the rearview mirror close dukin' from that 5-0 These n***as know how I roll New whip with my eyes low I'm smokin' on that hydro No choice but to drive slow Im flyin' in the clouds will I ever land, I don't know But for now I'm just smoked out chillin' Steady rollin' up them goodies plottin' heavy on them millions Come on [Hook] x2