Get High (Feat. Snoop Dogg & Lil Durk)

Ay yo nephew I think it's time to put some of that real sticky-icky-icky in the motherfuckin' air But in a Backwood ya dig I wanna get high yeah 'Bouta go call my go-to guy yeah Got no Backwoods fly yeah I could break one down with my supplies yeah Roll up some gas I'm not talkin' a car Shawty she bad fuck 'round take her to the stars Brand new dash I got brand new cash Brand new chick got her brand new ass Give the password psych 'Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup aight But the Bentley coupe missing the stash on the curb Watch the city go missing the young nigga ran off with lil biddy birds Fuck you talkin' bitch you ran off on 'em How these lil handcuffs and you cops can't cuff me In the back of the cab this ho sucking dick from the front seat This her aftermath like I got 50 Cent on m straight stacks Trap spot's like a store Nigga got a couple choppers on the floor Watch that door watch that door Watch that door you gotta watch that door Watch that door I roll up two point fives Happy four twenty roll up two point fives Way too stoned don't remember these guys Hold up so high I'ma risk my life ain't even tryna go to these skies Hold up strollers I want the whole cut I make a slut slut I eat it cold cut Hair getting longer Weed getting stronger 'Bout to strong arm her 'Bout to go and bone girl She got a cameltoe I call her Marlboro I take you from the stars take you to my world But she didn't get a chance to get my number She missed out on llama she missed out on me and my mama I wanna get high yeah 'Bouta go call my go-to guy yeah Got no Backwoods fly yeah I could break one down with my supplies yeah Roll up some gas I'm not talkin' a car Shawty she bad fuck 'round take her to the stars Brand new dash I got new cash Brand new chick got her brand new ass With a lot of old money Everybody want somethin' from me Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel 'Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to kill And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille And my gas tank is on full Stack goods them Backwoods We cock back and we pull Bubblegum cookies OG and KK We like Craig and Dae Dae who gives a fuck what they say I be out here gettin' it gotta get it 'cause I got it on I'm the same nigga that you bitch niggas plotted on It ain't as easy as I make it look See what I'm sayin' I ain't playin' nigga take a look We on that G shit nigga we lit and I'm seasick for real Thugger Thug what it does let's get this motherfuckin' money cuz I mean that new money that blue money with new faces Them new cases and new bases and new aces Florida-anapolis ain't no stoppin' us Power preaches patience Balling in two places Exchanges smoke faces Count this money on a PJ in my PJs Goin' fast get in tussles on the E-way Smoking on that OG I fell on my AP got me a Rollie I got a bad bitch and I call her dopey And her head dope And she suck me off the perky keep her hands off I don't fuck with vapors but I'm high-igh-igh I got a bad bitch I know she bi-i-i-i-i I wanna get high yeah 'Bouta go call my go-to guy yeah Got no Backwoods fly yeah I could break one down with my supplies yeah Roll up some gas I'm not talkin' a car Shawty she bad fuck 'round take her to the stars Brand new dash I got new cash Brand new chick got her brand new ass See man a lot of you niggas think you can smoke with us But umm This shit is a marathon man This ain't no motherfuckin' umm hundred yard dash Man step back You ain't in our league Thugger Thug Doggy Dog Nephew we on We out