Get High

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Wicked] Something that you should know (Should know) Killa Colorado got that good smoke I'm riding through my old hood though Foot up on the peddle and I push slow Smoking on that Kush so clean Everyone know that my gang green Flip it and then we gain green Michigan do the same thing true Now what the fuck you wanna do Fresh crew sounding off like (Woof) And we finna get high [Verse 2: Mr. Grey] Off what he tells you when I roll through The only thing I chief cannabis cup gold proof Moonrocks and hot resin in a chopper So many medical edibles I'm off of my rocker From dabbing with dirtbag to globbing with jabba Thai stick on the bus now with the whisky go go go proper Life is a whore but she fine with me high men Stoned as a goat in the shadows we be rhyming [Chorus] We about to smoke down, down, down Light up and smoke down, down, down Whole crew smoke loud down, down If you ain't with us you can ground, ground, ground We gonna get high, we gonna get high We gonna get high, get high, get high, get high, get high We gonna get high, get high with me [Verse 3: Monoxide] Keep smokin' and my face numb Windows down smokin' loud like bitch say somethin' Smoke a hundred grams like it ain't nothin' Too high for the mean muggin' bitches you facefuckin' I got a mouthful of space muffins give me a second and I'll be huntin' for martians or a trace of 'em Me, Charlie and Dennis we been paint huffin' It's always sunny when your baked like a cake oven [Verse 4: Jamie Madrox] Big pull eyes water like I'm crying I'm having another attack and tellin' myself I'm dying I eat three edibles and down a fifth of gin And roll up another joint and smoke it while I take a shit (I'll take a hit) Ain't no dookie on my fingers and I promise If you hold your hit long enough make ya choke until ya vomit If you're still half sane after that part of the game You must get high off lawn clippings Jack I'm just being honest [Chorus] We about to smoke down, down, down Light up and smoke down, down, down Whole crew smoke loud down, down If you ain't with us you can ground, ground, ground We gonna get high, we gonna get high We gonna get high, get high, get high, get high, get high We gonna get high, get high with me [Verse 5: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Put the lighter to the joint let's get lifted Who wanna get high with me up on my sickness Smoke getting evicted straight up out the lungs And then it's fire in the mosh from the clouds forming above You might seal me off go ahead could never be ashamed Straight name Mary jane multiple cuts and strains Some people get stoned and get right I get formal Burning like the door to hell is just normal [Verse 6: Bonez Dubb] Know we steady smoking on that good green Know what I mean got that tree that got you walking with a lean B-O-N-E-Z with a couple OZ's Burning up so much you see the smoke from overseas I got something to roll I'm a medicate my soul This shit ain't no joke I'm a take another toke 'Cause I wanna get so high no lie And that is the motto I live by And you know I smoke it down [Chorus] We about to smoke down, down, down Light up and smoke down, down, down Whole crew smoke loud down, down If you ain't with us you can ground, ground, ground We gonna get high, we gonna get high We gonna get high, get high, get high, get high, get high We gonna get high, get high with me [Verse 7: Bizzare] I-94 man I'm flying, I'm so high, I can see Mt. Zion Gordy smoke backwoods I smoke EZ widers Ounce of Kush that should be on my rider Blue dream I done crashed the rental 250 fine I done lost my incidentals Denver, Colorado the weed's incredible Please don't give me no more edibles [Verse 8: King Gordy] Sick in the mind hitting the lime green Kicking some rhyme schemes Bitches in line getting their thigh squeezed Gimmie some kind weed look at my eyes bleed I'm looking Chinese I am a fiend gimmie some hybreed I'm feelin' hyphy I should proceed I am just nineteen I am a fine being Alright I'm lying I pull a knife it be a crime scene I be so high we better put high beams Nobody driving high speed Puffing on pine tree nothing but fire weed [Chorus] We about to smoke down, down, down Light up and smoke down, down, down Whole crew smoke loud down, down If you ain't with us you can ground, ground, ground We gonna get high, we gonna get high We gonna get high, get high, get high, get high, get high We gonna get high, get high with me [Verse 9: G-Mo Skee] Smoking [?] G-Mo [?] listen If you tryin to hit these grapes you gotta break bread And bitch niggas better play dead if they straight edge I'm in the hood like Wayne head Smoking on an eighth of something that ain't clinically safe to take in Making gravity bongs out of a garbage bin My lungs blacker than fucking Marvin the Martian's skin I'm on a chronic binge when I put a torch to this dab rig I'll probably barf again in front of all my friends