Big Sean, Chiddy Bang, Wiz Khalifa - High lyrics

[Big Sean, Chiddy Bang, Wiz Khalifa - High lyrics]

I don't give a fuck about anything
That you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it

And I wish that this could last forever
But maybe one night is even better
Real nigga mayne
All the people I plotted with
Is the same ones I'm
Dividin' the profit's with
Now I'm in the building like two planes bitch
Kickin' it with my shirt off
On some Liu Kang shit
Sleep with the sun up like I grew fangs bitch
I come alive in the night
On some Bruce Wayne shit
Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
Fuckin' with some new broads
And they high maintenance
And they wearin' high heels
Trip so we're on high hills
Tit's sittin' high, rollin' zips
Gettin' high man

Everything high it's time to go

I don't give a fuck about anything
That you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it

Cause the penthouse 90 floors up
Make love and then join the mile high club
Yeah I'm on camera, fresh out of a sex scene
I just turn all my nightmares into wet dreams
I'm in a new crib, so big
I'm talkin' town size
Sippin' somethin' cold
Smokin' weed by the pound size
Yeah I gotta big head ho
I think it's crown size
Bitch I do it big and I
Never plan to downsize people who talk shit
Is feelin' like dickheads
Saw me on the web like I had a extra six legs
Lookin' at my highlights with
A bitch with highlights
Crowd wavin' at me, all tryna say "Hi!" right

Everything high it's time to go

If you roll one up, I'mma roll one too
Oh you sayin' you don't smoke? Well
That's all that we do
You be up in the club, I be up in the clouds
Ooh, don't gotta ask me if I brought
Enough cause' we don't run out
Blow it by the O, even my fans smoke it
Cause' they throw it at my shows
Hidin' it when I travel
In case the police gotta know
Rollin' it up in traffic
Make you smoke out of a bong
Put you on different hashes
My chick is the baddest, my
Spliff is the fattest, i'm livin' so lavish
Gotta patch a lil kid tryna
Get at this cabbage
My pinky ring a V8, I filled it with carrots
I'm popeye with spinach
Till' the day I die I'm gettin' high

Everything high it's time to go

I don't give a fuck about anything
That you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it

I'm fly, my swell on Priceline
Truthfully I want this shit
To last a lifetime simply amazing
We blazin' as we just write rhymes
Cold flow, ice time
Breakin' down bright pines
Enough with all the beefin' I'm over it
Outta town kush
But they smokin' that local shit
I always knew that I would be the man
They ride the greyhound, but I'm
More a peter pan, we the fam
Off the scale
Yeah we about to break the richter quick
Loud, yea it's worth a thousand
Words on some picture shit
When it comes to smokin'
We have a certificate
I know them haters is wishin' we fakin'
Licorice fuck it we up
My nigga Sean gave me another L
I need a high class chick that
I match up with well
She familiar with Fendi
Comfortable in Chanel
And you know errthang' high
When you livin' swell

Everything high it's time to go

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