I Get Higher

Lyrics

Anybody got some swisha sweets, some optimos, cigarellos?
 (Man somebody got a lighter or somethin?)
 Y'all niggas talk too much
 I get higher, higher, baby
 Let that fire, burn through the night
 It's that fire, fire, baby
 I'm inspired by the weed in my life
 They say a friend with weed is a friend indeed
 Gimme that smoke, no sticks, no seeds
 For the best, oh yes, I'll spend that cheese
 While I'm blowin off in the breeze
 With the top dropped and the Glock cocked, lookin out for them crocked cops
 And them niggas that's tryin to plot, but this fire I got is hot
 Hocus pocus, niggas magic here, I'm like the ball that's crystal clear
 I can see the future here, takin over is comin near
 Makin me think about perseverin, in my heart it's near and dear
 All about weed, nothin but weed, I can see it in my dreams
 Clouds white as sheep, all fluffy and deep
 And when I take it out the sack, I wanna roll it up
 So we can get hiiiiiiiigh, so hiiiiiiiigh
 Makin me feel like you wanna be
 Get hiiiiiiiigh, so hiiiiiiiigh
 Vote for weed, it'll set you free
 Smoke is hot, they notice me, smell it on my clothes, wanna come close
 I suppose, I thugs the most, like Toucan Sam I'mma "follow my nose"
 Follow your nose, it always knows, the white is kush, the purple is 'dro
 Chocolate is brown fo' sho', but what I name is gon' blow
 Blowin, rollin indo we go
 To the other side of the planet's axis, grindin fo' sho'
 All in Amsterdam at the coffee shop, eatin chocolate, we spark the lot
 All of you Americans shiesty man, we do our chiefin in the parkin lot
 Thanks a lot, taste what I got, on the menu it was bounty
 The po-po give us no love, except for Humboldt County
 In Spokane I be the spokesman, I'm tellin you they my folks man
 They get it wide open, them motherfuckers be smokin
 In South Central it's dangerous, they lock you up with no quesiton
 In Cleveland dawg it's the same way, these ghetto life confessions
 We was blessed back in the hippy days, but we just can't let 'em slip away
 So roll one for the flower child, they did they thang in the heyday
 Back in the days it was okay, but now we gotta be cautious
 You gotta have the cannibus card, if you really wanna be flawless
 I mean lay off your job (relax)
 Relax on the aesthetics, smoke some weed!
 I mean roll up a fat-ass blunt homeboy and just do what you do
 Y'knowmsayin? (Blaze it up my niggas)
 Teflon, ay nigga, smoke some weed!
 Criminal and Mr. Capone-E, smoke some weed!
 Big Dank, nigga go ahead smoke some weed!
 Lieutenant Jesse James, smoke some weed!
 Mo Thug Family, smoke some weed!
 Thin C, Dre Ghost (yeah) what? (Dirty Red)
 Denzo (DJ Skail) smoke some weed! (DJ Ice)
 Ken Dawg, nigga, smoke some weed!
 Krayzie Bone go on ahead nigga, smoke the weed! (Stew Deez)
 Wish Bone, go 'head, smoke the weed! (PD, Lil D)
 Flesh, you in jail but nigga, smoke some weed! (Skano!)
 Hey Bizzy Bone nigga, smoke some weed (smell me?)
 Get that stress off your motherfuckin mind (smell me? Hey, hey)
 It's a crazy mixed up world my nigga, smoke some weed!
 Hiiiiiiiigh, so hiiiiiiiigh
 And get hiiiiiiiigh, so hiiiiiiiigh
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:32
Key
1
Tempo
142 BPM

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