Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High PD, artist - Asher Roth. Date of issue: 02.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
High PD |
| Uh, hmm |
| Alright, alright, alright, I got this |
| Chill out, bro, shut up, shut up |
| What seems to be the problem, Mr. Officer? |
| It’s Ash Wednesday, we’re just off to church |
| Yo son, save the small talk, I just caught the word |
| That two kids on the road stolen lots of herb |
| With all due respect that a cop deserves |
| I’m at a loss for words, well that’ll cause concerns |
| A little birdy through a tip and y’all fit the description |
| And plus the car reeks loud like the woofers be hitting, so where is it? |
| Okay, I give it, thank my parents and religion |
| If I forgiven |
| See me I’m on this rarely snitching, but sergeant just listen |
| There’s a professor who made his mission cultivating sicko, this man’s a real |
| sicko |
| Making all the kids grow for diploma quid pro |
| Trying to make him quarterback to back it to the end zone |
| Not sure about his end goal but I had to score first |
| Behind the lines I hit the spot up, Kyle Korver |
| I guess it’s easy as that |
| Son, I applaud your two cents kid, ain’t no nickelin' that |
| You sold the plug so I ain’t charging you for being a rat |
| In fact, keep a nug or two but I’ll be taking the pack |
| Better haul ass 'fore I switch it’s sick I’m letting you go |
| Better watch your six 'cause I got blue for all the black on the road |
| And meaning skin, I’m talkin' hue of your clothes |
| Now y’all be safe 'cause I ain’t saving no ghosts |
| I just be making 'em, so get to the road |
| What the hell happened? |
| It all got so drastic |
| Just from me and skipping these classes |
| Focused on puffing, not passing |
| It lead me to capping to captain who highjacked the package |
| The in me, now the tank is back on empty |
| Hope the word don’t reach the students, know they’ll all resent me |
| Insta-model occupation strictly tempt me |
| Blame that bitch for all the envy in the |
| So what demands a little xanny, Mr. Teddy Talk |
| Birki’s with the peppy walk, lager’s with the heavy froth |
| While he’s reading Karl Marx, hoping we don’t move to Mars |
| 'Fore we |
| Might just know it all on some Nardwuar |
| Yo, these stupid little kids, dumbasses |
| I’m out here doing lord’s work while they’re cutting classes |
| And sagging their pants acting like damn bastards, I had to daddy 'em |
| But I’m a nice guy, I let 'em go without attackin' 'em |
| Now I got their pack and opened that and saw a new hue |
| This ain’t like some shit you see on screens, it’s like some voodoo |
| I’m lifted off the smell alone, station said return but now I’m yearning for |
| the pheromones |
| What the fuck I care for? |
| I bleed blue |
| Still ain’t get my share of finer things that I can see through |
| This shit probably easy to grow |
| I’ll get some cheap dudes to keep you growing to trees and sell you for a steep |
| due |
| Ayo, I’m loving what this greed do, man |
| One-two click in this gone |
| Gotta think quick 'fore I slip and it’s done |
| I’ma do right while I do what’s wrong |
| If I take this hit I’ma blow that bomb |
| With the greenhouse in shambles and the retrohash now in the hands of an |
| ill-intentioned megalomaniac, Professor Roth has been forced to cancel his |
| class |