Pilz R Gud (feat. Leaf and Blaine)

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Leaf returns, there's keef to burn
I didn't grow up, I didn't learn
My job is legal now, got three interns
I'm dummy regal now, between the ferns

So bored with edibles, so bored with vegetables
Colorado's hollow since it went medical
I made the gummies and the jellies incredible
I get the money like Shkreli, the devil know

I ditched the patchworks, I'm slick with fast words
I sold your girl some speed, so I could see that tap twerk
I don't even go slow anymore, I wanna go so fast, I wanna find that rush
You wanna klonopn homonym, I'm in the cut, wanna get that touch

Just hit my burner phone, go to your dark place
Be in the world alone, I'll be in Park Place
I got them 'scripts that'll soften up your hard face
I'll even let you cut it up upon my party plate

Bro I'm smug as junk, my hair is so coifed
Now tell me what you want, I'll get you so zonked
I have the dumbest luck, born into that old floss
And now you love the junk, I sell you 'til you're broke boss

The name's Blaine, Dr. Leaf I presume?
Well yay, do you have anything that may ease the pain?
Chronic, it tis, if I dare say, I
Need a lift, and not a car, more like an airplane

I'm talkin clouds where the Olympians abound, the
Gods must be crazy to let Earth get this loud
Who knew what a little leaf could do to this crowd?
Where there's smoke, there's fire, Let's Burn It to the Ground

Then on to the hard stuff, keep me hella lean
How about a xanny bar dunk into a large promethazine?
Just don't ask me to read please
Chemistry is a friend to me, but not for testing me

Relax, it's not an ugly quiz, and
Don't tax too hard or I'll holler at some Hill kids
Yeah, I know, it's hit or missing, just
Give me ten minutes to fill this prescription

Prescription, verschmitzen
Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen
Didn't get this blitzed or feel this bliss much or
They would have told Saint Nick, stuff Christmas!

Fat man, you queer!
Sneaking in people's houses with a snap-on beard
Like here's your presents, up you
Fatty, give me xannies and addies

Then maybe you can come again, and
Only then can we call each other friends
But only when you've made yourself useful to
Me and brought back my sugar free candies

So run along Gramps
Move like you've got ants in your pants
Bring them back finger lickity splicken
Hey, did you see the size of that chicken?

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