Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Don't Get High, artist - Tank and the Bangas. Album song Green Balloon, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 02.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Verve Forecast Release;
Song language: English
I Don't Get High |
Scared of it all |
Scared that it’s gon' drop and fall |
I’m scared of it all |
It all, all |
What if she gets too big for the stars? |
Or her head in the clouds, is it all the same? |
Am I playing around with my gift? |
Is this it? |
Is it all just in my head? |
Ooh |
I didn’t wan' fall in love, but I couldn’t even walk straight |
I’m trippin', fallin' over ashtrays and mistakes |
But I’ll be okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay) |
I don’t get high no more, I don’t (High, high, high) |
I don’t get high no more, I don’t (High, high, high) |
Spaced out like Neptune |
With green smoke, just weed smoke |
The feeling, no ceilings |
They callin', they waitin' for me |
I’m faded, some day ends |
Frustrated 'cause I never made it |
Bitch, you never made it, uh |
What if she gets too big for the stars? |
Or her head in the clouds, is it all the same? |
Am I playing around with my gift? |
Is this it? |
Is it all just in my head? |
Ooh |
I didn’t wan' fall in love, but I couldn’t even walk straight |
I’m trippin', fallin' over ashtrays and mistakes |
But I’ll be okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay) |
I don’t get high no more, I don’t (High, high, high) |
I don’t get high no more, I don’t (High, high, high) |
Spaced out like Neptune |
With green smoke, just weed smoke |
The feeling, no ceilings |
Poppin' peppermint sporadic, got Altoids like ashtrays |
Chewing gum in Paris, shit, this has become a hamper |
But I can’t shake like wall in, or lose like a phone charger |
Anybody seen my phone charger? |
(Yo, where’s my phone charger?), shit |
Lost that thought, it came back like prodigal |
Started something, now it follows me |
In a dark room where no one can find me |
Mama shouldn’t barely recognize me |
My family might just despise me |
Giving out hugs that don’t last long |
Memories, hoodies, and menthol |
I don’t get high no more, I don’t (High, high, high) |
I don’t get high no more, I don’t (High, high, high) |
Come get high |
Come get high |