Too High (feat. $łïdëwït$ñäkë)

I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high

I'm too high, I'm too high, I'm too high I'm too high, I'm too high, I'm too high

Hop in the push to start , she asked where I'm going

Chillin'with a lil bitch, like whats yo motive

Got too high last night, started movin' in slow motion

I don't feel alright, started sippin' on her potion

Oh shit, I got a 3.5 on me, c'mon lets roll it

If you wanna test me like my weed, then we gon' smoke em

Roll it up, god damn it, I love my blunt

She said she gon' show me love, no, no, no, I'm not the one

Please don't run up on me, know I keep my semi

I got hella demons, know they love to tempt me

That ain't this and this ain't that, might just cop extended mag

I'm too goddamn high so don't fuck around and make me mad

Choppa in a backpack, yeah tha hoe she rat rat

Pull up engine roarin man it sounded like a scat pack

I'm in my head too much, I gotta stay out the way, I feel like I do too much

They be tryna crowd around, they think she easy

I been tryna show it, she don't see me

Got me runnin' round, I'm lookin' stupid

They say keep tryin', but am I gon' do it

Got me runnin' round, I'm lookin' clueless

You'd only notice if you heard my music

Huh, I can't save nobody, that don't wanna be saved

Yeah, he wanna pull that blade, I got damn Ak

Huh, huh, I'm bouta twist him up, they bouta call him braids

Huh, I'm bouta twist him up, they bouta call him braids

Huh, I can't save nobody, they don't wanna be saved

Yeah, he wanna pull that blade, I got a damn Ak

Huh, I'm bouta twist him up, they bouta call him braids

Huh, I'm bouta twist him up, they bouta call him braids

Roll it up, goddammit, I love my blunt

She say she gon' show me love, no, no, no, I'm not the one

Please don't run up on me, know I keep my semi

I got hella demons, know they love to tempt me

That ain't this and this ain't that

Might just cop extended mag

I'm too goddamn high, so don't fuck around and make me mad

Choppa in a backpack, that lil hoe she rat rat

Pull up, engine roarin', man, it sounded like a scat pack

This is it, I'm on it, I'm on it, I keep on runnin', I'm fallin

Bad, bad, bad lil' bitch, she hit my phone, I'm like, bitch, who you callin'

She been tryna play my feelings, I'm like, fuck it, I'm ballin

Hurry up and hit that blunt, why the fuck is you stallin'

I'm, I'm a top teir fiend, no, you can't get high like me, nuh uh

He want smoke with me, we pop out with two-two-threes uh huh

I done had it, a bad bitch with some habits

Like what happened, disappear like magic