Daville - My Grade | Текст песни

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Woke up this morning
And I'm feeling like I gotta
Take a draw
Through the pressures of this time
Stresses on my head
I gotta smoke it off
So I sat and relax underneath the shed
With a stick of I-grade and my life spread
Push it up and wrap it up
And light it up the head
Puff it up until my lungs scream like they dead

Sensimillia is flowing through my veins
When I smoke it, it gives me the vibes
Smoke weed until my eyes get red
My grade it's I-grade
I love it

Stand up in the dance
I try to build up a vance because the party nice
The music it a jump
The girls dem wine up they rump
Her come a bobo dread with some marijuana
Ask him where he get it
He said it a the farmer
He plant in the yard
Right beside the banana
If police ever catch him
Say him is a gonna
Busted

Sensimillia is flowing through my veins
When I smoke it, it gives me the vibes
Smoke weed until my eyes get red
My grade it's I-grade
I love it

I-grade, I-grade, I-grade
Can't do without it
No, no, no

I woke up this morning
And I'm feeling like I wanna
Take a draw
Through the pressures of this time
Stresses on my head
I gotta smoke it off
So I sat and relax underneath the shed
With a stick of I-grade and my life spread
Push it up and wrap it up
And light it up the head
Puff it up until my lungs scream like they dead

Sensimillia is flowing through my veins
When I smoke it, it gives me the vibes
Smoke weed until my eyes get red
My grade it's I-grade
I love it

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