Get high, get high ge-ge-get high
Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt
…Hoes is chilling, biting, smoking, drinking, thinking bout my past
Then my homies came through then asked Where the hells the sack?
Petey handed me a bowl of sour so I took a couple drags
Then proceeded to go to the back and get hash up out the sack
Take a little just to make it last, thats Supas motto
We fiending on these trees like we just won the lotto
Chiefing for a reason like we aint gon see tommorow
Til we fall asleep and makes some Zs like Zorro
Inhaling vapors and feeling no sorrow, dont feel no pain
I feel bad for the people who never kicked it with Mary Jane
She radiates all through my brain and enhances every thought I think
Even makes my food better and I have more fun when I drink
Gimme a bag of that sticky-sticky, I need a eighth for the 60 60
Different shit, just like the 60s, this Elvis Presley, them dudes is filthy
Riding 45 in the 50, Im smoked these joints now I am spliffy
Damn this bowl really got me lifted, I rap so tight people say Im gifted.
Puffing on that paradise that kush has got me paralyzed
Verified Im very high, whip so clean its sterilized
Terrorize yo block, you in my way, why aint ya moving?
Me and Supa Sortahuman rolled a quarter in a cuban
Now we grooving
Feeling extra throwed, hot like wings of buffalos
Just to let you bustas know, them duffle bags got extra dough
Only fuck with sexy hoes, I swear I leave the rest alone
Underground, Im lesser known, but in hood they feel my testimony
Yall aint smoking on my level
Yall aint fucking on my level
Yall aint dranking on my level
Yall aint nothing on my level
These fools they needna listen, they probably smoking that resin
They talkin alla that shit, I proudly pull out my weapon
That sour diesel be relievin my stress, gettin me right
I swear its hard not to just walk outside, just ready to fight
Lime green cannabis, color of praying mantises
No stems, no seeds, crystals like they amethyst
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