Video Drunk Y High de Statik Selektah 2024 Rap Lyrics

Statik Selektah - Drunk Y High Lyrics

Drunk & High Song Lyrics
Drunk & High by Statik Selektah [Intro: Sample] (N.O.R.E.) (*Statik Selektah sample)
Lord, I got something that your money can’t buy (Statik whattup?)
(*Statik Selektah) Yeah Yeah Yeah!!!!

[Verse One: N.O.R.E.] (Sample)
WOO! I know dudes that catch a body like a stage dive
Cross over move the work like they A.I.
Wolf on Wall Street get high on Bayside (I get drunk, and still high!)
Uh! Still drinkin tiger bone like consistently
Still smellin like weed shoppin at Tiffany’s
I don’t commit no problems I just had an epiphany (I get drunk, and still high!)
Ha! I used to f**k a Spanish b**ch her friend bad
And when she went to work, I got some friend head
I never asked about her man cause he been dead (I get drunk, and still high!)
You see I still communicate through a star text
Star Trek, flip phone, I object
The process, focus on the project (I get drunk, and still high!)
Yeah, see they would tumble when they broke
But now they gettin rap money actin like it’s dope
I remember when you sold soap acting like it’s coke (I get drunk, and still high!)
You niggas’ll sell your souls just to sell records
Niggas robbed you then sold back your necklace
Throw you off the roof niggas livin reckless
Cause (I get drunk, and still high!)

[Verse Two: Termanology] (Sample)
Ow! My lungs might go black I stand from the Pakistan
Afghani kush, Amsterdam, packin jam
Throw a drink in my palm like it’s my catcher’s hand (I get drunk, and still high!)
Uh! I take a hundred shots then I throw up in the street
Drink Champs, drink Lager on the beach
Fortunate alcoholic, Gucci wallet is brolic (I get drunk, and still high!)
Uh! Gin and Tonic, Vodka, cranberry, gettin bodied
Marijuana purp, 30 Xannies and them Oxy’s
Mix a Klonopin pill with a shot of Patron (I get drunk, and still high!)
I drive drunk home Jesus take the wheel from me
Save my soul, the one that Satan try to steal from me
I get drunk til everything sound real funny (I get drunk, and still high!)
My still stomach only thing they can’t steal from me
I be wildin in the club like I’m still 20
Wildin out, getting locked, who got some bail for me? (I get drunk, and still high!)

[Verse Three: REKS]
Yeah sh*t f**k it, show up always I sip some sh*t, lyrics that lick his ears
Anonymous, we’re syndicate, drink Champs in this b**ch
Ha Ha! Give me a fifth of Rmy Martin, nigga
Nuh-uh, you don’t want no f**king problem, nigga
Bout time me and compadres went all day
With models to this motel, now we’re seein the world sideways
p**sin alleys and hallways, you be spittin that blah
We be spitting the John Blaze, please give me besos mami
Can see the preacher Sundays, saturday was a blur
A bunch of bottles and b**ches holla if this is your
Preferred type of weekend on the +Award Tour+ thinkin
With Q-Tip, Phife D, Young G and Ali Shaheed
Skeet, skeetin like it’s 1993 again
Might just hit the tree again, will we ever see an end?
Show off CNN? Focus like the poachers
I’m tipsy off the potion mixin absent devotion
To the Henny minus Coke’ll leave you slained like homie from La Coka Nostra
Straight, no chaser with the soda, word up (I get drunk, and still high!)

[Outro: Sample]
Lord, I got something that your money can’t buy
Yeah Yeah Yeah!!!!