Sahtyre, Jasmine Golan - High lyrics
[Sahtyre, Jasmine Golan - High lyrics]
We about to get high roll up yeah
We bout to get high
2 puffs and I'm zoned
The fools can't come back
So roll up what u holding and
Take bong rips all daythat's golden
So they knowing where we going
Once we get the tip of that zig zag glowing
Big fat bags of the herb and the hash
Goddamn neighbours think I'm taking
Out the trash puff puff pass
321 that I'm blasted so much grass
Smoke no joke but I laugh
Just ate an edible whole lifestyle
In 2 words: never low
Let ur bitch hit it just to let her know
That her shit cool but our shit better tho
Yep that's a fact true OG u
Can smell it through the sack
West coast shit with the bomb marijuana
Sunny California blaze where you-blaze
Where u wanna it's just how we do it
U ain't tryna chief niggas look at u stupid
Yup yup got the crazy Dro
I say up up up and away we go
High we bout to get
High we bout to get high
High we bout to get high
2 hit's and I'm still high
Sometimes I wonder if it's real life
Cu it ain't even what it feel like head
In the clouds blowing tree on the hillside
Faded off the THC
Eyes so low nigga we can't see
Real shit we tryna live comfortably
So if u kick
It round me u could puff for free fuck it
What the cops gonna do
It's damn near illegal shit
The fools smoke too
Chilling at the crib with
The crew, roll thru
When they ask how much y'all blew no clue
Coast not popping hoes hotboxing
NiggaS can't breathe but we
Still not coughing
And I got that fire like Dawson
Throw a nug in if u got some
The medicinal cure
I'm not a pothead Ima connoisseur
Ya maybe so i say up up up and away we go
High we bout to get
High we bout to get high
High we bout to get high
U already know all day
Smoke we got that platinum that
Larry that limited 13
(what else (fucking snoopy this shit bomb
We all blow mars triple x what else
Shit I don't even know
I'm so fucking high I can't even see
We bout to get high
2 puffs and I'm zoned
The fools can't come back
So roll up what u holding and
Take bong rips all daythat's golden
So they knowing where we going
Once we get the tip of that zig zag glowing
Big fat bags of the herb and the hash
Goddamn neighbours think I'm taking
Out the trash puff puff pass
321 that I'm blasted so much grass
Smoke no joke but I laugh
Just ate an edible whole lifestyle
In 2 words: never low
Let ur bitch hit it just to let her know
That her shit cool but our shit better tho
Yep that's a fact true OG u
Can smell it through the sack
West coast shit with the bomb marijuana
Sunny California blaze where you-blaze
Where u wanna it's just how we do it
U ain't tryna chief niggas look at u stupid
Yup yup got the crazy Dro
I say up up up and away we go
High we bout to get
High we bout to get high
High we bout to get high
2 hit's and I'm still high
Sometimes I wonder if it's real life
Cu it ain't even what it feel like head
In the clouds blowing tree on the hillside
Faded off the THC
Eyes so low nigga we can't see
Real shit we tryna live comfortably
So if u kick
It round me u could puff for free fuck it
What the cops gonna do
It's damn near illegal shit
The fools smoke too
Chilling at the crib with
The crew, roll thru
When they ask how much y'all blew no clue
Coast not popping hoes hotboxing
NiggaS can't breathe but we
Still not coughing
And I got that fire like Dawson
Throw a nug in if u got some
The medicinal cure
I'm not a pothead Ima connoisseur
Ya maybe so i say up up up and away we go
High we bout to get
High we bout to get high
High we bout to get high
U already know all day
Smoke we got that platinum that
Larry that limited 13
(what else (fucking snoopy this shit bomb
We all blow mars triple x what else
Shit I don't even know
I'm so fucking high I can't even see