Blissful Ignorance (feat. New Aaron)

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RAMMY

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Blunts in rotation
My friends in rotation
Garage where I'm faded
We're yearning for greater
That's blissful ignorance
That's blissful ignorance
Take me back to that enclosure
Strike up that match like a bowler
I'm raw, more raw than brown sugar
No salt, but I still keep it kosher
In pictures that I posed in
With a big ole blunt that I'm holding
Big ole blunt but I'm choking
I just laugh at my clothing
Back when we took the back road in
Where the road ends
Smoke some dope with my old friends
Parents never condoned it, nada
My calling unknown, that's a *67
Rabbit hole closing but I'm nowhere near the exit
In the fountain of youth watching a plane plummet
Into the side of a mountain, horrendous
Transcend resilient, that, or wake up
We're smoking on a late start then go and chase an A+
It makes sense, right?
At least all my friends high
In hallways, we dead eye deliver to ex ties
Blunts in rotation
My friends in rotation
Garage where I'm faded
We're yearning for greater
That's blissful ignorance
That's blissful
I'm tryna go faster
Can you imagine?
We're almost soldiers
Take me back to that enclosure
Strike up that match like a bowler
'Cause we ain't had no lighter since the lighter burned out
So we took that fuckin' match book and match good
Right there on South street
The one behind the pine tree
Let me put my shoes on
Don't smoke without me
Light up that J, make it crackle
Got J number two in my jacket
Brought that to school
That's facts bruh, no cap bruh
Like Snapple
My eyes kind of looking bloodshot from the blood clots
So I stare down
Peers showing up in MK and Moncler-ed out
I'm embarrassed now
"I'm running low on bud" is all the R.A.M and I had overheard
So we packed up the pack and sent a snap
Then headed over her's
Oh, outstanding
She's stagging and say's she won't confirm
Me and Rammy smoke and rap
We snap like after spoken word
Call that "on a roll", not very scholarly
Was blowing Whole Food produce
They're smoking Dollar Tree
We cycled through homies hoping someone would stick
But something's caught up in the spokes
That's why the gears never shift
Blunts in rotation
My friends in rotation
Garage where I'm faded
We're yearning for greater
That's blissful ignorance
That's blissful ignorance
Take me back to that enclosure
Strike up that match like a bowler
I'm raw, more raw than brown sugar
No salt, but I still keep it kosher
Kosher
Kosher, take me back to that enclosure

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