歌词
I need some **** man
I need some ****
Somebody call the ****
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
I need some **** man
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
Woke up in the Ritz Carlton damn sun in my face face
Racks on my jeans gun still on my waist snow
And I ain't leaving **** in my cup that's such a waste yeah
You know I'm sipping on that straight like that oh what a a taste haha
Tip the valet 100 dollars to stunt stunt
Pulled up in that mean machine leave it up front
This passed out thing beside me I barely know her know her
But you can just imagine the **** I'm 'bout to show her yeah
Snow way them streets too cold them *****es polar polar
Expectations out of this world I'm thinking solar yeah
That's why I do it for that kalamazoo and then nola nola
Cause that's what happens when you learn to mix it with that soda yeah
I need some **** man
I need some ****
Somebody call the ****
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
I need some **** man
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
I wake up just to bake up get my cake up and rise up
Motivating factors that I'm liver than most
I boast and bang pour some pain in that thing
Put some purple rain on your brain unravel the flame
Maintain my fame get you new pictures just to put in your frame
We in the hood blowing kush with the game
Foot in the cane walking just like I'm an indian chief
With no beef real brief with a wreath you may think it's a leaf
With the residue stuck deep down in your teeth
When you smoking with the dogg **** you might not eat
It's OK cause we lay in the cut on the hill on the dip
With a fit on crip don't trip
I need some **** man
I need some ****
Somebody call the ****
Somebody call the ****
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
Tryna get high
I need some **** man
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
The coffee that I had it was good to the last drop
But now I'm fresh out and you know it don't stop
So please man somebody call the **** man
I'd call mine but he's been low on herb even
I'm fiending daydreaming of the times when I had
Much mota many different kinds in the bag
I fell hard for the funk I can't fake the love
I smoke dro good reggie smoke shake to nugs
If it's **** then I'm with it you got a paper then twist it
Got a bowl fill it got a blunt let me split it down the gut
Sheeit but for what
Cause ain't no green on the scene man what the ****
I need some **** man
I need some ****
Somebody call the ****
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high
I need some **** man
Somebody call the **** man
I'm tryna get high
I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high