Oh shit That's it right there boy Who smoke? Let's get Elevated, got the gas lit, la, la Take that one hit Hold it up, look at that shit wide eyed That's that chronic Inhale then it hit me, ahh haa Ah, I'm lit That escalated quickly, I'm high Ahh haa, I'm high I'm high-igh Oh you know you can get that Bet that Got tree, wax, ouh and a pen Let me know if you with that Jet pack Got the wheels back moving again Didn't know you could get that high-igh Didn't know you could get that high-igh I'm high on an eddy with my system loud Motha fucka that's dope, that's dope High but I'm ready if some shit go down You don't want smoke (No smoke) Get your idea of what you thought was kill debunked Circle small as a checker you could still get jumped See the Ski Mask on, God, you will get slumped Move squares, if a king slide, real big funk That's chess for the record Ta-Ta Steel, my sahab know Don't be making my dab lil My high real, halftime March on field Beast Mode, I'm a martian Sci-Fi thrill I'm Jim Carrey and Fire Marshall Bill Marshawn Lynch, skittles in my pockets still Money dance with the good fellas Oh indeed It ain't nothing that you could tell us Roll this weed