Lyrics: Jade D. McMillan
Music: Jade D McMillan
Blew through an elbow of Dosi,
That shit pew.
But if I'mma be the first man on Mars,
I need glue.
Read the review,
it's tried and it's true.
Ask Kiesha,
She sleep outside in the coup.
I grew sour,
I was raised off piffy,
But hit this Elmers,
this shit mouse trap sticky.
Thats a fact,
plus it's perfect for cataract.
Got me high up in the bathroom mirror,
practicing battle raps.
The votes is in,
That shit was a tie,
I told him great verse,
But I ain't get no reply.
The shrooms is chill,
Like a midday ride,
But it's the silver back gorilla,
That be gettin' me high.
Feel like King Kong,
On that Empire climb.
A young Lucious Lion,
With an empire mind.
Said I feel like King Kong,
On that Empire climb,
So light it up,
And sing along the entire time.
I don't want punch,
I want glue.
If you grab a blunt,
Get me one too.
If you gettin' high,
Lift me up too.
If it don't stick to the ceiling,
It won't do.
Glue, Glue,
We want Glue!
Glue, Glue,
We want Glue!
If it don't stick to the ceiling,
It won't do.
If you grab a blunt,
Get me one too.
My older cousin,
Only ****s with the kush.
For his wedding gift,
I brung him a bush.
Then I twisted up
Some glue with the cooks.
Pardon my neglegeance,
He stuck to the roof.
We outta swishers,
We in need of some more.
I'll order the smoke,
You run to the store.
On Weed Maps,
They run the bud to your door.
Don't need no menu,
Just order the #4.
Glue, Glue...
We want Glue.
They ask how many ounces,
We want 2.
Two, two...
We want 2.
Keep that abracadabra,
We want Glue!
Give me the flower,
The vape and the concentrate.
If you ain't put 5 on it,
Don't congregate.
Somebody plug in that fan,
Let it oscillate.
It look like volcano smoke,
I'm all kinds of baked.
I don't want punch,
I want glue.
If you grab a blunt,
Get me one too.
If you gettin' high,
Lift me up too.
If it don't stick to the ceiling,
It won't do.
Glue, Glue,
We want Glue!
Glue, Glue,
We want Glue!
If it don't stick to the ceiling,
It won't do.
If you grab a blunt,
Get me one too.
I don't want punch,
I want glue.
If you grab a blunt,
Get me one too.
If you gettin' high,
Lift me up too.
If it don't stick to the ceiling,
It won't do.
Glue, Glue,
We want Glue!
Glue, Glue,
We want Glue!
If it don't stick to the ceiling,
It won't do.
If you grab a blunt,
Get me one too.