Super Stoner Lyrics - Breezy

1st Verse 

Soaring sky high until the day that I die an my eyes are really pink making a gravity bong then I'm toking out the sink smoking a whole bowl right before you can blink super stoner I think better believe it because I do too anybody got a lighter I'll smoke two L's right here with 

you back right to back with a big mac an a big fat sack of the weed an then I'm taking off at high speed straight to the headshop because I need to re-cop grabbing a good crop that it tip-top I'm meeting the posse for coffee an cheifing the ganja while bumping some hip-hop an then I'm blasting off of the rooftop 

Chorus 

I'm fitting to meet them all at the coffee shop 

Trying to re-up 

I'm getting elevated and I will not stop 

Trying to roll-up 

I'm about to meet them all at the coffee shop 

Like a super stoner 

A super stoner 

Super Stoner 

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2nd Verse 

Feeling really Breezy getting pretty stoned getting 

coffee an I'm really zoned out with the room baked out 

so it's really hard to see an the weed helped me through it so if anybody wants to blaze let's do it then I blast off right into the skies getting way more high than all these other guys an if the bowl is cashed I'll reload it I bestowed it an I'm always smokin' man I hit more trees than Tarzan with a great fat jay on drug bridge marijuana is a 

gateway drug to the fridge an then I eat a muffin I am 

not bluffin' an I never miss a 4/20 saying goodbye to 

the Prozac and hello to the greenery super stoner 

damn that really suits me 

Chorus 

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3rd Verse 

Your really cool friend with a dab and a blowtorch at 

7:10 now if you don't get high I don't know why I am at 

the smoking bars loving Cuban coffee and their blunt cigars rolling stoned like Hunter S. Thompson I stay 

high pretty often it's like a hash bash an I will take the whole stash now who's the man with the brain so fried 

an his shirt tie dyed making a pipe out of an apple drug induced but still dazzle looking for coffee and a dispensary Reefer Madness that's crazy heavily 

smoking that chronic everyday and night 

an then I take flight 

Chorus