Get high, get high, get high
[Verse 1:]
I got haze blue and strawberry dro and diesel
I got kush and cannabis and all shades are lethal
Enough to puff with all my people
Chunks in the truck like the stuff was legal
Nothin but dutches I'm amoungst the evils
Bongs to breathe through my first time was preeschool
[Hook:]
Get high, Get fly, Get lye
[Verse 2:]
I got tons of guns but I love that mac
Automatics love to tug those back
Snubnoses for my hoes that pack
Big toys like them boys in Iraq
Click clacks'll put your brains in your lap
Open on that's the first time I blacked
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[Verse 3:]
I got Gucci, Pradas, Louis and all
I got it for the spring, the summer, the winter, fall
I got Bagarvy shades, Chrichendiors
Tims and hoodies just for war
Suits and hardbottoms respect no law
Open in the mall the first time I Balled
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[Verse 4:]
I got chicks that's all thick and in shape, and love it
Flicks and videos, shit, I does it
Some that cry, c**, and some that's rugged
One that's sprung when she done she hum it
One home body and one I run with
M? Nage, massage, and word to God
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Lord knows I did
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[Verse 5:]
I got cribs in the suburbs, the hood, and the city
A low crib with the wiz that's pretty
A crew crib where niggas bring biddies
A crib out mid, that's hid like Diddy's
A tropic spot out in the Caymans
A Cali spot the first time I copped
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[Verse 6:]
I got love for thugs and hustlers period
Hate for snakes I take that serious
Respect for ballers and those that stack
Appreciation for broads with back
Death for losers that snitch and tell
My homie homes first day on bail
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[Verse 7:]
I got 5 albums out 4 to go
A paper fetish I love the dough
Love for V's that speed and blow
Knowledge of self if you need to know
Patrone, Crissy, even Cleeko
Bitch so big I had to a pimp
Haha
I tried, I tried
[Hook:]
Lord knows I try Get high, get high, get high [Verse 1:] I got haze blue and strawberry dro and diesel I got kush and cannabis and all shades are lethal Enough to puff with all my people Chunks in the truck like the stuff was legal Nothin but dutches I'm amoungst the evils Bongs to breathe through my first time was preeschool [Hook:] Get high, Get fly, Get lye [Verse 2:] I got tons of guns but I love that mac Automatics love to tug those back Snubnoses for my hoes that pack Big toys like them boys in Iraq Click clacks'll put your brains in your lap Open on that's the first time I blacked [Hook:] [Verse 3:] I got Gucci, Pradas, Louis and all I got it for the spring, the summer, the winter, fall I got Bagarvy shades, Chrichendiors Tims and hoodies just for war Suits and hardbottoms respect no law Open in the mall the first time I Balled [Hook:] [Verse 4:] I got chicks that's all thick and in shape, and love it Flicks and videos, shit, I does it Some that cry, c**, and some that's rugged One that's sprung when she done she hum it One home body and one I run with M? Nage, massage, and word to God Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Lord knows I did [Hook:] [Verse 5:] I got cribs in the suburbs, the hood, and the city A low crib with the wiz that's pretty A crew crib where niggas bring biddies A crib out mid, that's hid like Diddy's A tropic spot out in the Caymans A Cali spot the first time I copped [Hook:] [Verse 6:] I got love for thugs and hustlers period Hate for snakes I take that serious Respect for ballers and those that stack Appreciation for broads with back Death for losers that snitch and tell My homie homes first day on bail [Hook:] [Verse 7:] I got 5 albums out 4 to go A paper fetish I love the dough Love for V's that speed and blow Knowledge of self if you need to know Patrone, Crissy, even Cleeko Bitch so big I had to a pimp Haha I tried, I tried [Hook:] Explain Request ×
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