[Intro: Marco Plus]
Yeah
Ayy
[Verse 1: Marco Plus]
Smoking on dope, yeah, this shit is so gas
This shit is too strong, man, this shit is some 'thrax
You can hit the weed, I ain't stingy, just ask
But we get on your ass if you pinch in my bag
Put the weed with the hash and we mix it with wax
Get hella baked, then we spit us some raps
I roll a seven like I'm winning in Craps
I'm smokin' a spliff 'cause I'm quittin' the Backs
Pull up on your ho, told her get in the 'Lac
I'm 'bout to hit me a lick on the nat
Then hit that lil' bitch from the back
Please don't try to crash 'bout that ho 'cause I'm sending her back
I'm on DND, ain't no hitting the jack
Niggas blowing hella smoke, I can't listen to cap
Had to run it up, had to get me some racks
Now I'm like Caine, had to gеt me a strap
Money making moves, yеah, I'm feeling like Mitch
Pussy-ass nigga need to get out my mix
I done made some money, now she figure I'm rich
Told lil' stupid ho get off my dick
I been hitting moves like, nigga, watch this
I been drinking water, I been cleansing my piss
I done hit somebody bitch and then a nigga got pissed
Shorty mad as hell, man, a nigga got dissed
Probably got some motion, but the nigga not this
I'm 'bout to put some cold-ass shit on my wrist
Maison Miharas, this shit is not Rick
Bitch, I'm a dog and I been with my pits
I used to take a Xan' and put the shit in my Brisk
Now I'm just hittin' my spliff
Uh, now I'm just hittin' my spliff
Uh, now I'm just—
[Chorus: Marco Plus & Silky Southern]
I'm gettin' high as fuck
Uh, ayy, damn, ayy
I'm gettin' high as fuck
Ayy, uh, ayy, uh
Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck
Uh, yeah, uh, ayy
Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck
Ayy (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Uh)
I'm gettin' high as fuck
[Verse 2: Silky Southern]
Big-ass J to the face 'cause I can
Gettin' my spinach, shit, facin' the can
Poppin' the opps while she takin' it in
Life is a beach, that ho face in the sand
No, I ain't pussy, don't play with it, fam
I just ain't talkin' and fakin' the funk
She gassin' me up while I'm makin' it pump
Make that ho shake like I laced up the blunt
Used to smoke shake, now we blazing the Runtz
Or blazing some shit that ain't safe for the lungs
Wanna be metal, he really a punk
The hatred he giving ain't breaking my arm
I get kicks off that shit like Miss Taylor and Shump'
Finna start balling on niggas, Iman
Fly as a fuck, they ain't know what we on
Getting more air than a fuckin' rerun
Already gone, rolled two more up
Game leaves bigger than a sumo's bus
Saying I'm him, I'm like judo, duh
She gon' give me mouth like kudos, look
Niggas pulling cards like UNO, look
That's why I'm tryna build with this tool on tuck
Shorty hit my line for the you-know-what
But I been on the grind tryna cue more bucks
When I hit this quarter, I'ma pull on up
Breakin' down my 'Wood, now my 'Wood split hurt
Rollin' up some Cake, that's good dessert
Eat a couple shrooms for the good rebirth
Niggas hatin' on me, shit, it could be worse
They wanna put me in the ground, shit, it could be hearse
Niggas bring they whole sound, shit, it could be hertz
I ain't stuntin' that long 'cause my 'Wood look purp', gettin' high as fuck
[Chorus: Marco Plus]
I'm gettin' high as fuck
Uh, ayy, damn, ayy
I'm gettin' high as fuck
Ayy, uh, ayy, uh
Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck
Uh, yeah, uh, ayy
Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck
Ayy, yeah
I'm gettin' high as fuck