Uploaded April 2025 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Two Blunts & a Bus Ride
I woke up late, my rent’s past due
Ashtray full and nothin' to do
Put on some shades, slid on my Vans
Walked out the door with empty plans
Ran into Shay at the bodega line
She said, “You still broke?” I said, “Feelin’ fine”
She passed a J, I took a hit
The world slowed down, I said, “This is it”
Two blunts and a bus ride to nowhere
We got no cash, but we don’t care
Got my headphones blastin' some Marley
Feelin’ irie, life ain’t hardly
What they promised on the TV screen
But the sun’s out bright, and my soul feels clean
Saw a punk rock kid with a dog named Blue
Strummin’ some chords, said, “Mind if I join you?”
We passed it 'round, swapped some laughs
Talked about love, and overdraft
The driver yelled, “Yo! You can’t smoke here!”
But we just smiled, disappeared
All I need is a little breeze
Some freedom and a bag of treats
System’s cracked, but I won’t bend
I got cheap thrills and real friends
Two blunts and a bus ride to nowhere
We got no stress, just messy hair
Tell the suits and ties they can keep their lies
We got backbeats and clear blue skies
So if you feel lost, come catch a ride
We're headed nowhere with nothin’ to hide
Life’s too short to be too still
So roll one up and ride the thril
Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Two Blunts & a Bus Ride
I woke up late, my rent’s past due
Ashtray full and nothin' to do
Put on some shades, slid on my Vans
Walked out the door with empty plans
Ran into Shay at the bodega line
She said, “You still broke?” I said, “Feelin’ fine”
She passed a J, I took a hit
The world slowed down, I said, “This is it”
Two blunts and a bus ride to nowhere
We got no cash, but we don’t care
Got my headphones blastin' some Marley
Feelin’ irie, life ain’t hardly
What they promised on the TV screen
But the sun’s out bright, and my soul feels clean
Saw a punk rock kid with a dog named Blue
Strummin’ some chords, said, “Mind if I join you?”
We passed it 'round, swapped some laughs
Talked about love, and overdraft
The driver yelled, “Yo! You can’t smoke here!”
But we just smiled, disappeared
All I need is a little breeze
Some freedom and a bag of treats
System’s cracked, but I won’t bend
I got cheap thrills and real friends
Two blunts and a bus ride to nowhere
We got no stress, just messy hair
Tell the suits and ties they can keep their lies
We got backbeats and clear blue skies
So if you feel lost, come catch a ride
We're headed nowhere with nothin’ to hide
Life’s too short to be too still
So roll one up and ride the thril
