Smoke DZA, Trademark Da Skydiver, Schoolboy Q - Overhigh lyrics
Schoolboy Q [Quincy Matthew Hanley] Wiesbaden, West Germany/South Central LA, CA, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[Smoke DZA, Trademark Da Skydiver, Schoolboy Q - Overhigh lyrics]
When the dour's in the system
You know how we do it keep puffin and twistin
Thats how we be feelin I'mma chief my bud
Papers no blunts
Dip in the zip and then dump
You only live life once, Rright
Head to Long Beach with my nigga
I don't do the pills
Hit my brodie raulphie know he got the kill
No he keep that potent
Shit you wanna keep tokin
Type of shit you take one hit
And your sweat glance opens
Pupils tear up, mouth get caked up
And you dyin for a drink of water
Paranoia have shorty trippin
Askin questions, like we gave
Her somethin different, this just bud my
Get that ho some visine
She used to puffin mal green
Now she on that Irene
I smoke big thats my preferance
Lil nigga hang thight follow directions, DZA
It's mister chief highly
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
You wanna roll up a leaf love?
Weell do your thing ma
In the stash I got some hash
And some kief as well
She said she don't usually smoke
On the first date
But since it's her birthday it's okay, sweet
So I commence to rollin up
Only papers when im scrollin up
Mama, put away the swisher sweets
Its certain rules you gotta follow
When you smoke with me
Especially if I invite you over
To smoke for free number 1 potency is key
Before we get to 3 here is number
2 this is what we do
That one there for me, this one here for you
I know the tree sticky like superglue
A few hit's and youll be floatin
Right up out your shoes mama take a breather
I know youre used to the midsts
This that great sativa
We gettin high passin time
Of at sandy beaches
So high they cannot reach us oh
Rrriight, it's mister chief highly
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
Fresh off my meditation
Philly it's full of sticky
Gangsta and former hippy
But first to be alone and while with Shipes
Homie break down a dutchie
Mickey lets twist a Ziggy
Call that bitch Biggie biggie
Marijuana clouds, we sittin on
With too much weed to hide
Smellin in my neighbours home
Marijuana clouds, we sittin on
Me and my lungs Cheech and Chongin'
All in the morning before breakfast
In bed and maybe some head
Just a little tweak of that tweak
Got me feelin I'm at my peak but i'm
Smoke an eighth, and save some, early mornin'
Wake n' bake 'em As-salamu alaykum
This feelin right heres amazin
So, we gettin blow
Legalize dro and uhh slangin' hoes
You know I'm PIMP?
Rrriight, it's mister chief highly
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
You know how we do it keep puffin and twistin
Thats how we be feelin I'mma chief my bud
Papers no blunts
Dip in the zip and then dump
You only live life once, Rright
Head to Long Beach with my nigga
I don't do the pills
Hit my brodie raulphie know he got the kill
No he keep that potent
Shit you wanna keep tokin
Type of shit you take one hit
And your sweat glance opens
Pupils tear up, mouth get caked up
And you dyin for a drink of water
Paranoia have shorty trippin
Askin questions, like we gave
Her somethin different, this just bud my
Get that ho some visine
She used to puffin mal green
Now she on that Irene
I smoke big thats my preferance
Lil nigga hang thight follow directions, DZA
It's mister chief highly
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
You wanna roll up a leaf love?
Weell do your thing ma
In the stash I got some hash
And some kief as well
She said she don't usually smoke
On the first date
But since it's her birthday it's okay, sweet
So I commence to rollin up
Only papers when im scrollin up
Mama, put away the swisher sweets
Its certain rules you gotta follow
When you smoke with me
Especially if I invite you over
To smoke for free number 1 potency is key
Before we get to 3 here is number
2 this is what we do
That one there for me, this one here for you
I know the tree sticky like superglue
A few hit's and youll be floatin
Right up out your shoes mama take a breather
I know youre used to the midsts
This that great sativa
We gettin high passin time
Of at sandy beaches
So high they cannot reach us oh
Rrriight, it's mister chief highly
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
Fresh off my meditation
Philly it's full of sticky
Gangsta and former hippy
But first to be alone and while with Shipes
Homie break down a dutchie
Mickey lets twist a Ziggy
Call that bitch Biggie biggie
Marijuana clouds, we sittin on
With too much weed to hide
Smellin in my neighbours home
Marijuana clouds, we sittin on
Me and my lungs Cheech and Chongin'
All in the morning before breakfast
In bed and maybe some head
Just a little tweak of that tweak
Got me feelin I'm at my peak but i'm
Smoke an eighth, and save some, early mornin'
Wake n' bake 'em As-salamu alaykum
This feelin right heres amazin
So, we gettin blow
Legalize dro and uhh slangin' hoes
You know I'm PIMP?
Rrriight, it's mister chief highly
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe mami, this is good weed mami ooh