Old Town Road (Remix)

Yeah I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home
I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home

I got three grams in a sack, it smells like last weeks trash
If anybody hear me you know that I'm down to match
Bring some snacks like you a Scooby, I hope your grass ain't booty
'Cause if it is we can not mix 'cause mines expensive and fruity

Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?
Yeah, I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home
I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home

I'm gonna blaze a blunt, smoke a skunk, hit a thump
A solar barracks heating up, I'm sleeping none, I get 'er done
And then come to the studio and spit this just for fun (Oh yeah)
And I ain't got no horse, not even a saddle (Nope)
I got old vinyls from bands in Seattle (Yeah)
So hang on a minute, I'll grab that needle
I mean the record player not drugs you idiot

Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?