(Chorus)
I don't need Don Perignon I don’t need Cris
Tangaray and Alize I don’t need shit
Nigga I'm high all the time I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time and I’m on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I’ll squash it
I stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I’m high all the time and I’m on some hood shit
(Verse 1)
Everytime I roll up, niggas I holla roll up
Then I tell ‘em hold up
You aint needing money u aint smoking in my benzo
20 inch Lorenzo, smoking on indo
High as a motherfucker, I be on the backstreets
Niggas know I clap heat
Homie if u got beef, man u betta holla at me
Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up
Everytime I pop up a lot going on in my hood
I shoot the dice and holla “get ‘em girls�
Daddy need new shoes
Daddy need Pirellis to look mean on 22s
Stash spots, X-Box, Lab top fax machine phone
Bulletproof this bitch and I’m gone
2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny
The D said they searched the weapon they can’t find the semis
They was just harassing me cuz they knew who I was
Spent the night in central booking for smoking some buds
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Now if u heard now I’da started some shit
It aint because I be high, I be high, I be high
And if u heard I’d done let off a clip
It aint because I be high, I be high
But I twist that, la la la la
I get high as I wanna nigga, go against me for sure yousa gonner nigga
I don’t smoke to calm my nerves but I got beef
Fit to crush my enemies like I crush the ass cheeks
If you love me tell me u love me, don’t stab me man
I hate to be in the pens for clappin one of my
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