| Indo, kushed out | |
| Trillest nigga living ever pushed out | |
| Never finished college like my brother or my sister | |
| I was in the crib laying on a kush cloud | |
| Getting zoned out, eyes redAnnotate | |
| Momma and my daddy said my mind dead | |
| They said I never had a clue, said the bills past due | |
| Fuck you, nigga, you gotta remind Fred | |
| Cause I'm carefree, sucker-free | |
| Remember when these niggas wouldn't fuck with me | |
| But now I'm on the screen and these magazines | |
| They be trying to stop a nigga like, smoke something, G | |
| Can we get a couple grams? Nigga, hell, naw | |
| Unless you come in with the cash, tried to tell y'all | |
| I got you motherfuckers gassed on the smell, dawg | |
| So go 'head and take a hit of what I'm 'bout to sell y'all | |
| I gets high | |
| I get high, I get high, I get high | |
| I get high, I get high, I get high | |
| I get so blowed, I can't stand up | |
| I'm in the bed with Elise and Amanda | |
| Cause in my shows I make them hoes put their hands up | |
| So they came into my room, they getting rammed up | |
| We trying to slam or what? Because I'm trying to smoke | |
| So when I finish with these Swishers I'll be down your throat | |
| And two of y'all, one of me, three of us | |
| Should I hit my niggas up? Hell, naw, I'ma pound them both | |
| Cause this a one-man job, ain't no need for the crew | |
| Two snow bunnies on their knees, what it do? | |
| White snow in the crib if you need that, too | |
| Got some bitches and some bud, nigga, bring that through | |
| I gets high | |
| I get high, I get high, I get high | |
| I get high, I get high, I get high | |
| Early in the morning, getting high with crusty eyes | |
| Rubbing on a mother, well you know it's do or die | |
| Hopping off the porch, had to get on my grind | |
| All because the trouble just copped to my nine | |
| Back in the Caddy smoking Swishers with my nigga | |
| Make a store run, 'bout to cop out some liquor | |
| Burning down basements, face it | |
| Run a bus stop, I'm trading hoes and you know we ain't paying | |
| Midwest living, oven open in the kitchen | |
| Heating up the house where your shit could come up missing | |
| Dope fiend tripping cause he just copped a nick | |
| But he say he can't find it, but it's right in his pocket | |
| All day long, gotta get my guap | |
| Just put a deuce and I'm smoking on the tropic | |
| On a different subject, lights is the topic | |
| Cause he talking money so, nigga, just stop it | |
| All day long, getting high on the low | |
| Bitch, snow bunny be sniffing that snow | |
| Twerking that summer, I really don't know | |
| Cause me, Freddie Gibbs, Madlib stay blowed | |
| I get high, I get high, I get high | |
| I get high, I get high, I get high | |
| Hey, are you okay? | |
| You slobbing, you okay? | |
| Is he okay? | |
| Are you okay? | |
| He shouldn't have smoked that dipper for real | |
| You aight? | |
| Oh my God | |
| God bless, man |
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