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This Flight Video (MV)




Performed By: Mack J.G.
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Jeremy George




Mack J.G. - This Flight Lyrics
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Put that nasty ass blunt away
You can smoke that shit when you get home
Here... light this shit.. Hit that shit right here
You feel that
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
I grind it up, I roll it up
I light another, one can't get us high enough
Dudes hating cause' their women show me love
Cuz, they know that every time they roll wit Mack they're puffin' tuff
Big Pharma f*ck your pills, bruh that shit just aims to kill
And we done lost too many friends, that's too many holes to fill
Still think this aint for real
You're just as weak as seven thugs claiming they're "gangin" but they're out here tryna take a meal
Bet you'll never catch me slipping, but you might catch a high
Cuz, you can smell that strong way before i'm walking by
The ex hit the line, she must've heard that I was on the climb
Hit decline, I recline and light my joint up, burn it, hit the sky
Free as a bird, That shit you heard will have you so blurred bruh i'm in the sky
Tell them why I like to
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
When I pull up in the Chevy all eyes on me
You can smell them trees, soon as I step on the scene
They call me young Bruce Lee the way I be choppin' them trees
Aint no one f*cking with me dawg light up another please
Like we're in a hurry but we're not so don't worry
I'm busting out them bongs, you'll have to ask the Lord from some mercy
Cause' when it gets up in your lungs, you're feeling asthmatic
Some good weed and a bomb beat's the method to this madness
Homie so roll us another one up, and imma roll two
All I hear is "I wanna get high like you"
She brought her friend so we got a few
Now let's take them to enjoy the view
My brother got the glue, dats dat gas
One hit and it got you trippin on your ass so pass that shit girl don't be shy
I swear we're all here to get fried And take This Flight just where it goes
It's landing site nobody knows, we might as well get higher than we've ever been cant overdose
She rides it like the rodeo and can't hide it cause she's comatose
I knock them down like dominos and then I pull up at the studio with another O like
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
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Put that nasty ass blunt away
You can smoke that shit when you get home
Here... light this shit.. Hit that shit right here
You feel that
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
I grind it up, I roll it up
I light another, one can't get us high enough
Dudes hating cause' their women show me love
Cuz, they know that every time they roll wit Mack they're puffin' tuff
Big Pharma f*ck your pills, bruh that shit just aims to kill
And we done lost too many friends, that's too many holes to fill
Still think this aint for real
You're just as weak as seven thugs claiming they're "gangin" but they're out here tryna take a meal
Bet you'll never catch me slipping, but you might catch a high
Cuz, you can smell that strong way before i'm walking by
The ex hit the line, she must've heard that I was on the climb
Hit decline, I recline and light my joint up, burn it, hit the sky
Free as a bird, That shit you heard will have you so blurred bruh i'm in the sky
Tell them why I like to
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
When I pull up in the Chevy all eyes on me
You can smell them trees, soon as I step on the scene
They call me young Bruce Lee the way I be choppin' them trees
Aint no one f*cking with me dawg light up another please
Like we're in a hurry but we're not so don't worry
I'm busting out them bongs, you'll have to ask the Lord from some mercy
Cause' when it gets up in your lungs, you're feeling asthmatic
Some good weed and a bomb beat's the method to this madness
Homie so roll us another one up, and imma roll two
All I hear is "I wanna get high like you"
She brought her friend so we got a few
Now let's take them to enjoy the view
My brother got the glue, dats dat gas
One hit and it got you trippin on your ass so pass that shit girl don't be shy
I swear we're all here to get fried And take This Flight just where it goes
It's landing site nobody knows, we might as well get higher than we've ever been cant overdose
She rides it like the rodeo and can't hide it cause she's comatose
I knock them down like dominos and then I pull up at the studio with another O like
Roll that shit up, light that shit up
Puff puff pass my hitta
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
Put it in rotation, put it in rotation
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Writer: Jeremy George
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