Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The High, artist - Smoke DZA.
Date of issue: 19.04.2018
Song language: English
The High |
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 |