Lyrics

Ay g you got kicked out again? Yeah man the teacher noticed my red eyes And then what? And then i said excuse me bitch im high Teacher in class asked me what you wanna be in the future I answered ima make money unlike you cause you a loser Got kicked out by the tutor, now im givin extra tips to a girl from Hooters Ya bitch is my biggest consumer, and you just a punk drug abuser Shut ya ass up before i take yo money and take off Before i takе a chainsaw and slice ya face off Or knock ya teeth out ya upper jaw, altough all thats against thе law Another option is ya lower jaw, bitch i dont give a damn about ya chihuahua Stump my heel on its head like with yo lovely boyfriend Stop cryin hoe this ain't the end, so many other fish in the ocean Used to jerk off with tissues and lotion Now i ain't need that no more got bitches who come and go in a constant motion Im coastin, with some goons creepin late night Even tho im afraid of heights, ima puff on a dooby excuse me bitch im high A girl called me said you can come over but dont forget to bring material I said why not i'm thinking how ima bust in her whole interior I arrived and what is she sayin? You on yo period? Got me comin over for nuthin are you serious? Now what am i supposed to do? Where am i supposed to go? Then i remember i shouldn't stress cause i got other hoes You straight lost in the sauce, stop actin like a boss I dont care that you wear lacoste, its nothin but a drawin on some knots Get out my face and put on some deoderant cause you stank Me n my crew wanna screw you and stab you with a shank Watch ya back cause we know where you hang with yo punk ass gang Saw a cutie pass by she knows im the vasko roman five And she wanne become my wife Asked if all is alright, but i didn't wanne talk so i said excuse me bitch im high I was hangin on a corner with some of my supporters We was smokin on some indo we killed that j looked like slaughter I was on the border from bein too high i was up in space We rolled another j and tamped the inside with my shoelace Cause i dont want to waste so we smoked like it was some kind of race Damn that was some good sess, got us thinkin about things that dont make sense Ain't no stress now, ain't even religious still i feel blessed wow See some cops ridin around, i can already guess whats gon happen now Just what i thought, they stopped in front of us Got out the car, lookin at everyone of us And you know how i be, i dont give a shit about the police Asking dumb questions and you already know we lied But they knew we wasn't right, they wasn't surprised when i said excuse me bitch im high