I Get High Lyrics

I got that dank,

This that pepé le pew, bitch it stank

Hitting harder than a bullet point blank

Got Too much green, thought we opened up a bank

Got more gas than a tank

Aint got shit to do we hanging over Meech

Man we so loud we wake up neighbors on the street

I’ll bring the freaks, you bring the drinks, he’ll bring the weed

Smoke on that leaf the way Shit hit ain’t for the weak

Don’t got that Reggie this that ganja what you mean!

Man what’s they name? Oh yea Sandra, Monique

I know one of them from Ghana, or Greece

Smell the flowers, tryna get in they boutique

Ain’t got shit to do we hanging over Meech

Wassup up niggas, I ain’t see my dawgs in weeks

What’s the move? Got a couple of that green

Couple grams, bout to put our thought at ease

Don’t got synthetic this that Ace fuck you mean!

Styles P, booming Marley down the street

I brought the girls, you brought the drinks, we got the weed

Pulled in her Jeep, they came In deep, she wanna meet

She loving on Kaze, you know that she a freak

She from the Benghazi, yea came from over seas

My eyes are so glossy, I’m seeing 1-2-3

Hello cute lil shawties, go pass that blunt to me

Just like Nagasaki, she bomb just like a fuckin nuke

Man we so high we walk the sky just like that nigga Luke

Oh you got baby lungs go take yo ass to middle school

Shot off to outer space we float ‘round the fuckin room

Ain't got shit to do we hanging over Meech

Like a mute, I’m too fried to even speak

Tryna reboot, I can’t even feel my feet

Smoke on that leaf the way Shit hit ain’t for the weak

Don’t got that Bobby this that kush, what you mean?

Pegasus, lettuce shit we passing in between

Sip juice and genesis my mind is on that green

Aye what the move? Tryna do it all next week