4 Blones (feat. DeeJohend)

The afternoon is for smoking (to smoke)
To have a good high time (good high)
But with your ass on top without taking off my Nikes
I'm high in calories, but you're so light

And after four blunts, I'll be on standby, ah
Serve a mojito, cake, I'm thirsty
And show me your panties, it doesn't matter if they're not Chanel
Let's play at killing each other, but don't ask me for a break
I want to see you counting presidents on paper, ah

That's why I stay up late, I write these songs
Without forgetting drunkenness, improvisations
Remembering that we do it without using condoms
And don't believe the lies of those big shots, ah

In the street with the rums
I don't play guitar, but I'm like a Rolling Stone
I don't move coke, but I'm like Tony Montana
And effortlessly I take your honey
Nothing more

All day smoking weed laid back in bed
Mami, I don't do anything else
All day smoking, writing laid back in bed
Mami, I don't do anything else

All day smoking weed laid back in bed
Mami, I don't do anything else
All day smoking, writing laid back in bed
Ah, check

That's why I get up, I just smoke and sing
And even though they ask for photos outside, mami, it's not that much
And even though I'm dying inside, I jump at concerts
Because they wait for me at home every time I leave

I break the stages, I break hearts
I break the pills and your intentions
I break another line and share blunts
And sitting in hell, I wait for blessings (that's how it is)

It seems like nothing weighs on me (nothing)
Not guilt nor sadness (nothing)
I act with nature
Like my grandma when she prays

And nothing more
All day smoking weed laid back in bed
Mami, I don't do anything else
All day smoking, writing laid back in bed
Mami, I don't do anything else

All day smoking weed laid back in bed
Mami, I don't do anything else
All day smoking, writing laid back in bed
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