Bps

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Intro

The block spliff, mate!
Fully smoked! Beer, paper, spliff!

Verse 1

Can o’ lager in ma hand (skrrt skrrt)
Papers in ma pocket (wesh wesh)
Dragon burnin’ on the main roads (brrrr)
Smells o’ smoke, nae worries, bro.

Rollin’, puffin’, feelin’ the fumes
It’s the aquarium
Stuck in the terrarium
The gaff straight outta Pandemonium.

Chorus (x2)

Beer, paper, spliff, in the block (the block!)
Spinnin’, spinnin’, like an echo
We make narvalot plans, ye know
But the night, mate, it’s spliff loco!

Verse 2

Go fast in the RS6 (pshh)
A’m the bolide (vroooom)
Red eyes, but still solid
Netflix on the cops!

The spliff’s long like ma week (hannn)
Smooth like ma pain (oh)
We crumble absurd and real
In the shape of a cone! Fuckin’ hell.

Chorus (x2)

Beer, paper, spliff, in the block (the block!)
Spinnin’, spinnin’, like an echo
We make narvalot plans, ye know
But the night, mate, it’s spliff loco!

Bridge

Rock, paper, scissors
Beer, paper, spliff
The loco spliffs
And the funny narvalots

Outro

A’m pure wrecked, mate…
Rolled a spliff wi’ ma subway ticket…
The beer’s warm, but it goes down…
Anyway, mate, it’s smash or pass!