🎤🔥 420 THC (Freshie Flow) 🔥🎤
Intro
Yo…
Spawned in naked with a glow stick blue,
Got punched by a chicken before I found some shoes,
420 THC, man you know how we do,
Hit the Oil Rig high, then we’re back for round two!
Verse 1
Freshie on the coast with a pear and a dream,
Buddy found a shotgun, now he thinks he’s on a team,
Three times loot got us living like kings,
Till a bear rolled up and ruined everything.
Built a base, ten gates, thought we had it made,
Forgot the code lock, now the whole squad’s afraid,
Neighbor stole the barrel and he dipped with the crate,
Saw him in the trader like “bro, that’s my plate!”
Chorus
🌿 Smoke in the air and the zombies all stare,
420 THC, ain’t no server compare,
Weekend raid time, everybody beware,
Got no pants, no shoes, but we still don’t care!
Verse 2
Went down the bunker, got lost underground,
Buddy screaming “I’m bleeding!” while spinning around,
Hit the locked container, got rich with the loot,
Then stepped on a landmine and launched off the roof.
Mayor smoking good while the cops eat bacon,
Trader safe zone back, no shots being taken,
Solo players chilling with the bot shop grind,
Faction boys raiding while they’re out of their mind.
Bridge
Yo, who’s got food?
“Not me!”
Who’s got meds?
“Not me!”
Who’s got the car?
“It flew in a tree!”
Who’s got the code?
“Bro, wasn’t it three?”
Final Chorus
🌿 420 THC, where the crazy survives,
Naked with a glow stick and we’re feeling alive,
From the coast to the Oil Rig, we’re causing a scene,
Getting chased by infected while we live the dream!
🎤 “420 THC baby… where even the chickens want smoke!” 🎤