[Chorus]
Yeah I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home
I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home

[Verse 1]
I got three grams in a sack, it smells like last weeks trash
If anybody hear me you know that I'm down to match
Bring some snacks like you a Scooby, I hope your grass ain't booty
'Cause if it is we can not mix 'cause mines expensive and fruity

[Chorus]
Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?
Yeah, I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home
I'm gonna blaze my blunt down a old back road
I'm gonna drive 'til I end up home

[Verse 2]
I'm gonna blaze a blunt, smoke a skunk, hit a thump
A solar barracks heatin' up, I'm sleepin' none, I get 'er done
And then come to the studio and spit this just for fun (Oh yeah)
And I ain't got no horse, not even a saddle (Nope)
I got old vinyls from bands in Seattle (Yeah)
So hang on a minute, I'll grab that needle
I mean the record player not drugs you idiot
[Chorus]
Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you already tell I'm buzzin'?
Can't you tell I'm buzzin'?