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(Album: Dreamland: Telegraph Ave. - 2015)


If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though
I've been smoking gas though, ay
I've been smoking gas though, ay

Open that paper and fill it with bud, hell of a drug
Shit you can smell when we blow in the club, hell of a drug
Open a pack and you know that it's loud, hell of a drug
Spark, puff, pass it around, hell of a drug
Open that paper and fill it with bud, hell of a drug
Shit you can smell when we blow in the club, hell of a drug
Open a pack and you know that it's loud, hell of a drug
Spark, puff, pass it around, hell of a drug

If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though
I've been smoking gas though, ay
I've been smoking gas though, ay

Puff of the magic dragon, take me to planets that I ain't know exist
I'm on the magic mountain, but this ain't Six Flags, Medusa my bitch bag
Still a stoner, with multiple flavors to roll up
I don't like to get too high but I'm on one
My niggas stop talking and roll one
Still crushing addys like bitches dreams of being lit
Turn this bitch into a chimney
Good for my mind, bad for my memory
Doogie might pour the Actavis and simply
Not my type of drug, but I don't judge you
Do what you please, I never buzz 'em
As long as you good, I ain't walk in with a gavel
You in control of your channel my nigga, oh

Open that paper and fill it with bud, hell of a drug
Shit you can smell when we blow in the club, hell of a drug
Open a pack and you know that it's loud, hell of a drug
Spark, puff, pass it around, hell of a...

If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though, ay
If they ask though, I've been smoking gas though
I've been smoking gas though, ay
I've been smoking gas though, ay

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