I'm high, I'm I'm high, I'm I'm high, I'm
S P I C E about to hit it and Pull up the vega it fat nigga got the crush nasty for a playa Purple got me hittin' the switches and rollin' bats up With some who don't want to put the gats up I'm 'til I kick the bucket
it, throw some blunts on my coffin' and I'll Smoke it with the dead niggas it up like the fourth of july Type of chronic make a dead wake up high I get and rough pussy
And niggaz know I got to smoke about ounce, before I flow It ain't no in my zig-zag, I roll my blunt There ain't no weed in the studio, we on a To get the ass green shit, shut 'em down You can find a little chron' spot in every
Nigga sell a twenty ten up on the block the doobies in the ashtray down to roll a chopper I'm to the THC, gettin' fucked up Leave your doobies around they gettin' up
Lungs like a motherfuckin' cleaner Mobbin' on the fine smokin' out the beamer Just call me Dr. bomb the bay Hit ya in the chest the chron like an A.K.
Kick back lay back and throw them up Sometimes I wanna roll, a whole fuckin' up I break it down, and O's mold in a broke down sixty-four
And ain't no nigga in the world that can me The muthafuckin' chronic S P I C E Bill Clinton hit the chronic and he didn't But I'm gonna cough a fuckin' up for niggaz in jail
I'm high, I'm I'm high, I'm
Smokin' pot twelve, ain't no secret to my homies Step the fuck in your with the smell of chronic on me It's the C H R O N I C havin' clause about a quarter to three to loc the fuck up 'cuz the fed hit the weed zone
And niggaz to sell me backyard homegrown I need the motherfuckin' bomb down the bail Roll it up in a fat ass chocolate zail Mr. Endo 'em all Which nigga hit the joint, cough, gag and crawl
Suckin' in weed smoke my nose Hit the joint ten seconds it in for twenty-four It's puff pass quit fuckin' the weed or I'ma bank on your bitch ass
I'm high, I'm And I'm high, I'm I'm high, I'm I'm high, I'm
I'm high, I'm Said, "I'm high",