So High

(álbum: The Cookout Chronicles - 2016)

Leaders of the world kill people
They say the smokers of the world are evil
And it seems so bleak and deceitful
That's why I keep it simple with my people
We just getting
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high

Tryna get higher than the entourage of Wiz Khalifa
While they hitting reefer playing FIFA in the penthouse suite at the Burj Khalifa
Higher than the value of the Mona Lisa
Higher than the grand total owed to Visa
So high I question things that I've known since preschool
Like why do breadsticks dipped in marinara sauce go with pizza?
That's like serving me a
Cheese quesadilla with a side of cheese sauce and a tortilla
I ain't saying shit
Who am I debating with?
Excuse me while I take a hit and give my fucking steak a flip
I ain't gon' hurt nobody no time soon
Unless you're offended by my lo-fi croon
So high moving like a frisbee in flight
Music in the air
Loving everywhere
Bitch give me the knife
When I pick up this mic
And get busy you might
Blow your mind like you'd had thought Clayton Bigsby was white

Leaders of the world kill people
They say the smokers of the world are evil
And it seems so bleak and deceitful
That's why I keep it simple with my people
We just getting
We just getting
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high

You know I'm digging that beat
I'm down and dirty like a leaf
Decomposing in the dirt so I plant a little seed
Fertiliser, going up, I guess I am
I get Nikes and watch CNN
But now I'm rolling up
Roll the tongue
Smoking microphones, shawty
Shining like like Rolling Stone
On a bone from mansions to mobile homes
Just like my music, smoking that homegrown
I don't care who you is, where you at, who you know
What you think, what you did
I love y'all just the same
And I'mma love you a little more with THC in my brain
It's a euphoric moment
I'm just a stoner
Forgot my lyric
But only for a moment
Now I'm back on track with Wax
And relax, I'm up your brother's stash and never get snatched, jack

Leaders of the world kill people
They say the smokers of the world are evil
And it seems so bleak and deceitful
That's why I keep it simple with my people
We just getting
We just getting
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high
So high, so high, so high
Getting so high