H.T.F.T.

[Chorus: Skeme]
I be higher than a [?]
Flyer than a [?]
Leaning way back
And I'm riding with a [?]
Higher than a [?]
Flyer than a [?]
Leaning way back
And I'm riding with a [?]
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, light it, roll it, then get high
Then get high

[Verse 1: Skeme]
Smoking that original gangsta, homie, I'm chilling
Me and Mr. CV, flying over your building
I burn it down, evacuate the women and children
I be dumb high, puffing backwoods till we lose feeling
Blowing smoke, running game, [?] cool as shit
All these rappers are just actors, sware they need a movie script
I ain't trippin, we just mobbin, let them fucking doobies hit
I keep them lit, smoked out on 2 L's, I'm too legit
Yeah
Brand new everything, Mary Jane and medison
My Benz black and white, [?] whip that match the president
Belt be from Louie, bitch I'm fly, truely
Sticking to the script, since I know that my life a movie
[?] don't matter what you gave me
Kick them haters out, now [?] let the ladies in
If she be my lady friend, I might just let her blaze again
But a bitch [?] bitch be gone, cause my patience be raiser thin

[Chorus: Skeme]
I be higher than a [?]
Flyer than a [?]
Leaning way back
And I'm riding with a [?]
Higher than a [?]
Flyer than a [?]
Leaning way back
And I'm riding with a [?]
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, light it, roll it, then get high
Then get high

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
[?] clouds, my pedigree
Flyest rappers in the hood, hating niggas should let it be
With my nigga Skeme in Inglewood, he stay up the street
Told me write a verse,told that nigga "turn on the beat"
[?] and Imma come with the heat
I do this shit mental, hold on, girl, I'm just tryna think
Flyer than them other niggas, I can tell she onto me
Pulling all them girls [?] realise what I'm 'bout to be
[?]
I'm from the streets, of white T's and Warren G
Younging on that fresh shit, but still remain to keep it G
My ex chick got aditude, she Eazy-E
I can't wait to blow up and see, that's me on TMZ
Ah man, palm trees and sun tans
Young man do his own thing, till he [?]
New swag in L.A., my niggas rocking Tims
Started from the bottom, now we poppin, time to cop a Benz

[Chorus: Skeme]
I be higher than a [?]
Flyer than a [?]
Leaning way back
And I'm riding with a [?]
Higher than a [?]
Flyer than a [?]
Leaning way back
And I'm riding with a [?]
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
Then get high
I just break it, light it, roll it, then get high
Then get high