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Overhigh Ft. Trademark Da Skydiver & ScHoolboy Q
Smoke DZA
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Weed is usually smoked, but it can also be mixed in food and brew too
When you smoke marijuana, you'll feel mellow, relaxed and generally happy
You may feel very hungry, a phenomenon known as the munches
But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion
You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good
Right, when the dour's in the system, you know how we do it
Keep puffin' and twistin', that's how we be feelin'
I'ma chief my bud, papers, no blunts
Dip in the zip and then dump, you only live life once, right?
Head to Long Beach with my ni's, I don't do the pills
Hit my brodie Raulphie, know he got the kill
No, he keep that potent, shit you wanna keep tokin'
Type of shit, you take one hit, and your sweat glance opens
Pupils tear up, mouth get caked up
And you dyin' for a drink of water
Paranoia have shorty trippin', askin' questions
Like we gave her somethin' different, this just bud, ma
Get that ho some visine, she used to puffin' Mal Green
And we on that Irene
I smoke big, that's my preference
Lil' nigga, hang tight, follow directions, DZA
(What did he do? He smoke)
Right
It's Mr. Chief Highly, no seeds in my chronic
So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh
(But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion)
(You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good)
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh
You wanna roll up a leaf, love? Well, do your thing, ma
In the stash, I got some hash and some kief as well
She said she usually don't smoke on the first date
But since it's her birthday, it's okay, sweet
So I commence to rollin' up, only papers when I'm scrollin' up
Mama, put away the swisher sweets
There's certain rules you gotta follow when you smoke with me
Especially if I invite you over to smoke for free
Number one, potency is key
Before we get to three, here is number two, this is what we do
That one there for me, this one here for you
I know the tree sticky like superglue
A few hits and you'll be floatin' right up out your shoes
Mama take a breather
I know you're used to the midsts, this that great sativa
We gettin' high, passin' time off at sandy beaches
So high they cannot reach us, oh
(What did he do? He smoke)
Right
It's Mr. Chief Highly, no seeds in my chronic
So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh
(But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion)
(You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good)
No seeds in my chronic (yeah)
So breathe, mami (yeah), this is good weed, mami, oh (Q!)
Fresh off my meditation, Philly is full of sticky
Gangsta and former hippy but first to be alone
And while with Shipes, homie break down a dutchie
Mickey let's twist a 50, call that bitch Biggie Biggie
Marijuana clouds, we sittin' on
With too much weed to hide, smellin' in my neighbour's home
Marijuana clouds, we sittin' on
Me and my lungs Cheech and Chongin'
All in the morning before breakfast
In bed and maybe some head, just a little (tweak of that tweak)
Got me feelin' I'm at my peak, but I'm um (smoke an eighth)
And save some, early mornin' wake n' bake 'em (peace)
As-salamu alaykum, this feelin' right here's amazin'
(So), we gettin' blow, legalize dro and uhh slangin' hoes
You know I'm P.I.M.P.-ology, reality, you niggas not fly nor high as me
(What did he do? He smoke)
Right
It's Mr. Chief Highly, no seeds in my chronic
So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh
(But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion)
(You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good)
No seeds in my chronic
So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh
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