High Timez Letra

The 5-0 can't catch me

If you wanna smoke kush then light it up
Put your hands in the sky
Let's get high as fuck
Lemon haze closure inside the blunt
We get high all night

And I don't even wanna sleep yet
I got the beat set
Listening to Keith Sweat
Want my cheap bet
We get it poppin' girl, it's just how it goes
If you wanna get drunk, I'ma smoke my dro
We get high till I can't come down from it
I took a brand new sound and made it sound legit
I took your weak ass dime and put a crown on it
And that's the motha-fuckin' thanks I get? Shit.
And I never really realized how much I love makin' music
And makin' you move in the club
Smokin' blunts all day we get blazed as fuck
And get high all night.

Tell 'em.

We be puffin' on that endo
We blowin' kush up out the window
I got the girlies in the back seat
The 5-0 can't catch me

And if you want me you can find me
Puffin' on that Bob Marley
I got my homie ridin' shotty
And we ride all night

Life is so great, what can i say?
Got me feelin' so good its that time of day
We're rollin' in the van with the windows rolled up
Blunt in my hand and it's just rolled up
Mikl's real mad 'cause he's gettin' smoked out
Everybody's mad 'cause we just got paid out
You know what I bought?
A fat ass eighth and a little bit of hash just for the taste
Gettin' really stoney off these fruity pebble snacks
Gettin' mad blown with a little bit of that
Kush is my cologne we're blazing real fast
If you wanna get stoned then listen to this track
Get high, get by
This is something for the smokers to jam to
Gettin' lazed
On the haze
All day
'Cause we do what we want

We be puffin' on that endo
We blowin' kush up out the window
I got the girlies in the back seat
The 5-0 can't catch me

And if you want me you can find me
Puffin' on that Bob Marley
I got my homie ridin' shotty
And we ride all night

It's kind of sticky, very complicated
The way we wake and bake it stays
Stayin' elevated, forever faded
Smokin' on the dank,
Highly compensated for the way we do our thing
BrokeNCYDE, K-M- to the -K
Diddy-dottie-diddy-dottie-diddy-dottie day
The filth of fury we do it our way
Take another hit kid and let the haters hate
I turned my bathtub into a grow womb
If you walk by when my sister's in full bloom
That's goin' bitch
She sits by my side
She's the queen of my green she always elevates my high
Oh you think that you've seen her before
Ridin' out your green thumb
While I was on tour
Probably so the girl gets around
She's so crafty when she wears my crown

We be puffin' on that endo
We blowin' kush up out the window
I got the girlies in the back seat
The 5-0 can't catch me

And if you want me you can find me
Puffin' on that Bob Marley
I got my homie ridin' shotty
And we ride all night

(Slurring, coughing, and bong rips)
(Oh my god. I'm fuckin' high. Bob Marley. Kush. Ahh. Whaddup doggy? Oh shit.)

(Thanks to Ashley Asphyxation for these lyrics)