Peach Blunt Sunday by Animal Nation
Stop
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
That’s how you get fucked up
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
Yeah I’m burning it up, yeah I’m burning it up
I’m smoking blunt after blunt after blunt
Spark the weed up
Blunt after blunt after blunt
Stop

Blunt after blunt after blunt, straight trippin’
If I knew then what I know now, things would be different
Didn’t get to finish what we started
Thank you to the people that packed up our apartment
Not how we planned to kick off the marriage
Spent the first month with my parents
For the first time ever I was honest with the sheriff
But the officer was not trying to hear us, great lesson
Was Portland all a dream, or am I dreaming
Will I wake up back in Canada or down in South East again
Maybe I’ll just stay in bed like another 20 weeks
If I never have to wake up then I never have to leave
Leave it for the weekend
Drink every drug I see n black out the season
And to those I’ll never see again, it’s all love
Stop and think of y’all while I’m smoking this blunt

I’m smoking blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
That’s how you get fucked up
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
Yeah I’m burning it up, yeah I’m burning it up
I’m smoking blunt after blunt after blunt
Spark the weed up
Blunt after blunt after blunt
Stop

Under the table, tax free money
Spent it on a wedding it was lovely
Two weeks in Cuba with my honey
Probably deserved to get kicked from your country
Said the wrong thing at the border, wrong story
Told the cops the truth, like I am sorry
Unless they catch you on the camera or in cuffs
And they had me in both, I was fff
Coulda been something, it was supposed to be different
Sometimes you on top and then sometimes you isn’t
Coulda been worse so I guess I ain’t trippin’
Coulda been banned for life, or been given
One hell of a fine, so fine, I’m amazing
Like, if I could do it all again I wouldn’t change a thing
I love where I’m at, so I love where I’m from
My past is part of me, a part of everything that I’ve done
I’m smokin’ blunts

Eh, yah
Blunt after blunt after blunt straight trippin’
Eh yah
Blunt after blunt after blunt straight trippin’
Eh yah
Blunt after blunt after blunt straight trip
Eh yah
Blunt after blunt after blunt