A-Reece, Jay Jody, Saul Madiope - indooR interludE lyrics

Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven

(Who's that smoking on my indoor)
Let's get high tonight
Touch the sky tonight
High-iya-iya

(Who's that smoking on my indoor)
Relax your mind tonight
Just be mine tonight
High-iya-iya

You already know, you already know
Smoking on the dro', smoking on the dro'
You already know, you already know
Smoking on the dro' and I'm spinning slow

(Who's that smoking on my indoor)
Yeah, let's get high tonight
Touch the sky tonight
Yeah, relax your mind tonight
Touch the sky tonight

Never had to say I'm back cause I would never leave
My weed is more expensive than the sneakers on your feet
Hitting that reefer, it's sending me straight to heaven
Jose Quervo runneth over, spilling on my jeans
I pour the rest onto the ground I'm yelling rest in peace
We going up for all the niggas buried underneath
I had to set the scene
I bet they know me out in Tel Aviv
Don't believe the hype you read on twitter feeds
Life is sweeter than a daiquiri
Her body looking like a piece inside a gallery
Keep it a hundred, you can spare me all the flattery
They tryna block my shine, throwing shade like a canopy
So many strains I'm feeling like a flower gatherer
You ain't smoking if you smoking with the amateurs
Be grateful if you catch me smiling for the cameras
I'm heath ledger cause I'm never out of character

(Who's that smoking on my indoor)
Let's get high tonight
Touch the sky tonight
High-iya-iya

(Who's that smoking on my indoor)
Relax your mind tonight
Just be mine tonight
High-iya-iya

No cutting corners I went the nine yards
Reward myself with wine inside a Libbey Vineyard
Feelin' on her body kiss the on the nice part
What a predicament, she's got me in her tight spot
I paint pictures not because I studied fine arts
I'm painting a picture cause she's visualizing my bars, I'm by far
The most celestial
I never get pressed, I'm presidential (uh)
Henny my poison cause I'm a ill nigga
Yeah... winter baby so I'm a chilled nigga
They keep shooting at Us, like Jordan Peele nigga
Do it till you're sick of me
I hope you never heal nigga
Don't be smoking on my indoor, outsider You & I are not the same, I'm an Outlier
I need space meaning I'm tryna be home buyer
Cash wires, bank notes, the whole choir

Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven
Smoking that reefer sending me straight to heaven