Smoke DZA, Velous - The High lyrics
[Smoke DZA, Velous - The High lyrics]
It's all about the vibe
It's all about the vibe
Lansky roll one of them up
Roll one of them turbo joints for ya boy
All my cousins deported they all Rastas
Drug dealing to buy choppers
It's real out here you can't knock 'em
No hate out against me shall prosper
My Jewish friends they yell Mazel
Put party drugs in their nostrils
Ain't worried 'bout shit and ain't got to
Patek Phillipe from Fossils
Smoking on Cheeba, sipping on Chevis
I'm in the old school
Center of Portland like Arvydas
Them niggas tryna style I'm like beat it
It's Bob Marley on my chain not Jesus
Had crack rolling fuck your fever
Dice game clean up
Like skin joint like Adina
Step out with her fuck the scene up, ugh
Yea, she a local superstar met
Her at La Marina, ugh
First class to Miami I be low on Catalina's
Ugh yea, rock Stan Smith so well
Got the check from Adidas, ugh
Magazines, billboards yea you see us
We goin' ape up in this bitch
This shit is lit fuck what happens tonight
In the morning we'll forget
Niggas plotting on us
We gon' see 'em when we see 'em
But niggas in here deep
We could fill the Collesium
I know, I know, I know, I know, the game
Y'all niggas ain't never been shit
And bitches all the same
Bust it wide open drop it down into a split
And if you do it right this might
Be the night that you could quit
Oh you looking for a sponsor huh?
Too $hort Spotify I got a song for ya
Sucks teeth roll the ganja up
She wanna hint at a nigga that she wanna fuck
Sing for me you a songstress huh?
On some Frankie Lymon why fools fall in love?
She wanna suck, throw a nigga name all in mud
Just to double back to me like it's all good
Same mouth that she bash me with
She get nasty with
Slick talk on some rapper shit
Most times I just laugh at it
Cause you don't know the half of it
I got the Dee Bo mind control
Jedi mind trick all kinda dough
I ain't got no time
Only when it's time to go
And looking at my Rollie it's about that time
Got dollar signs all on my mind
Everybody like I need more bomb
George Kush nigga stay off
The greenhouse lawn
Is you riding is you staying?
Is you hating or nah?
Either you dark side with it or
You roll with the God
We goin' ape up in this bitch
This shit is lit fuck what happens tonight
In the morning we'll forget
Niggas plotting on us
We gon' see 'em when we see 'em
But niggas in here deep
We could fill the Collesium
I know, I know, I know, I know, the game
Y'all niggas ain't never been shit
And bitches all the same
Bust it wide open drop it down into a split
And if you do it right this might
Be the night that you could quit
It's all about the vibe
Lansky roll one of them up
Roll one of them turbo joints for ya boy
All my cousins deported they all Rastas
Drug dealing to buy choppers
It's real out here you can't knock 'em
No hate out against me shall prosper
My Jewish friends they yell Mazel
Put party drugs in their nostrils
Ain't worried 'bout shit and ain't got to
Patek Phillipe from Fossils
Smoking on Cheeba, sipping on Chevis
I'm in the old school
Center of Portland like Arvydas
Them niggas tryna style I'm like beat it
It's Bob Marley on my chain not Jesus
Had crack rolling fuck your fever
Dice game clean up
Like skin joint like Adina
Step out with her fuck the scene up, ugh
Yea, she a local superstar met
Her at La Marina, ugh
First class to Miami I be low on Catalina's
Ugh yea, rock Stan Smith so well
Got the check from Adidas, ugh
Magazines, billboards yea you see us
We goin' ape up in this bitch
This shit is lit fuck what happens tonight
In the morning we'll forget
Niggas plotting on us
We gon' see 'em when we see 'em
But niggas in here deep
We could fill the Collesium
I know, I know, I know, I know, the game
Y'all niggas ain't never been shit
And bitches all the same
Bust it wide open drop it down into a split
And if you do it right this might
Be the night that you could quit
Oh you looking for a sponsor huh?
Too $hort Spotify I got a song for ya
Sucks teeth roll the ganja up
She wanna hint at a nigga that she wanna fuck
Sing for me you a songstress huh?
On some Frankie Lymon why fools fall in love?
She wanna suck, throw a nigga name all in mud
Just to double back to me like it's all good
Same mouth that she bash me with
She get nasty with
Slick talk on some rapper shit
Most times I just laugh at it
Cause you don't know the half of it
I got the Dee Bo mind control
Jedi mind trick all kinda dough
I ain't got no time
Only when it's time to go
And looking at my Rollie it's about that time
Got dollar signs all on my mind
Everybody like I need more bomb
George Kush nigga stay off
The greenhouse lawn
Is you riding is you staying?
Is you hating or nah?
Either you dark side with it or
You roll with the God
We goin' ape up in this bitch
This shit is lit fuck what happens tonight
In the morning we'll forget
Niggas plotting on us
We gon' see 'em when we see 'em
But niggas in here deep
We could fill the Collesium
I know, I know, I know, I know, the game
Y'all niggas ain't never been shit
And bitches all the same
Bust it wide open drop it down into a split
And if you do it right this might
Be the night that you could quit