Hey Buddy

[Verse 1: R.a.W.]
Can I jump up on this microphone and get gone in the wind
I'm staring eye-to-eye when the end going, can't get it again
I got that cottonmouth that you talking 'bout
I'm player Abdul
With the big fat tack, leaning back, sitting smacked up in the Malibu
R-r-roof was painting, humpback in my seat and heavily nodding my head
Tripping off this freestyle shit, then me and C just said
We both agree trynna get ahead
Trynna have the finer things in life
Every time we step on stage we snapping cameras and mics
It's out of sight in my night
I smoked up to the top
And passed that faygo we go and maize a nigga

[Chorus: R.a.W.]
So high (so high)
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high

[Verse 2: C-Money]
When I live life like
Things better raw, bad
Have you got this fear?
High as fuck off that
[To the leaf?] and I sprinkle it up while I leave no tears
Now people who's psychos saw that T.H.C
Run again that ganja
Run it through me don't believe like an intricate secret in my chair
With a shark-ass bite and a Hannibal stare
Blow hollow tips
Just pass forward them chips
I get up and I do some dips and I count all the fools that Crip
Stack stacks get snapped like a Cracker Jack that I'm eating on my chicken on my back
With my bros and I'm packing, I kick with a swing and I skeet skirt gone
And I'm off of my technique
Then I was normal like watching provision every Sunday script
I walk like this
I'm formerly known as a man with a trench coat
Hit me on my info
I gotta collect my cash
With a stash and the petrol
Scat when I bottled it up, tack
My bros stack chips when I'm high
When I'm high

[Chorus: R.a.W.]
I'm so high
So high (so high)
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high

[Verse 3: White Cloudz]
Blazed spent
No show, smoking like hot coal
No oxygen, we hot-boxing
So don't be cracking windows
We toxic
Smoke cypress
Won't take lighters
The flame hits weed
Bong is bright
My seat to live a sniper
I'm billing out the truck
So Shawn pump and the glove to my face gets fucked
Shit outta luck
Odds breaking the grip on my nuts
T.H.C. you got me wanna penetrate guts
Direct strat
Outer space like storm track
When a motor wanna store tack
Dark like Vader, draped in black
Coming to visit
Bringing Mary Jane, so specific
To get me meth-mic man, to catch and rip it
Look for the blizzard
I bring the storm, and the first one home
With your bitch and ching ching chong
Ching ching chong

[Verse 4: R.a.W.]
I'm counting four niggas and eight lungs in the Bronco
I got one thwomp size and two Billy Chacko
We've been chopping trees like your boy was Paul Bunyan
And the humble gumbo green got me stinking like a country onion
Yaza yaza
Go form an incision like Doogie Howser
And a little saliva
Just test the blunt to gather like MacGyver
Where's the fine, for the crime (crime)
Killer
Magilla Cabilla
The super duper gazilla corilla my nigga
Now puff and pass
Just crumble hash and that will have ya tactic confirmed into has been
Offer's grind we aim plastic
That's what got you choking in the back cause you're with bomback or not
Blowing white clouds
I'm so high

[Chorus: R.a.W.]
I'm so high
So high (so high)
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high
So high
So high
So high
I'm so high

[Outro]
Aye yo buddy
Toke a bowl