Super High

I get super hot, my backwoods full of zyde, I walk above the sky Purple lines up down there, poled up, I feel like I'm bout to fly I exhale that smoke, then hit that cup, then pour more juice inside It's slow-mo as I roll up more bruns with five more grunds inside I proceed, put more grunds in the lead to make my high increase Four grunds lit at one time, barely see, pour up a four MP Super hot, bitch, I'm above the sky, can't see the world beneath Stoner like smoke till my brain starts fry, don't smoke, it's more for me I'ma buy a script as long as the ceiling ain't cracked and scratch the stick off Double cup, pour up, then double back, refill, I'm takin' off Gas and codeine, don't do smearin' off, won't pull, I bet you got Bet them hoes you, we can't even hit my drink, them hoes get water I'ma vetted this, this my medicine, and my enemies Smell the gas outside my residence, count a prisoner Buy the whole thing, fuck a measurement, that's every pace you keep I'm buyin' the two, take off like rocket shields, bitch, I can never quit I can never quit, that's like you tellin' me, don't hit the trapper That's like tellin' me about a party I can't bring my strap up That's like tellin' me to send a package back when I just got it in I get super high until the very end I-I-I get super high, my backwoods full as I, I walk above the sky Four-four lines up down there, pour the five, feel like I'm bout to fly I exhale that smoke, then hit that cup, then pour more juice inside In slow-mo as I roll up more brunts with five more grunts inside I proceed, put more grunts in the lead to make my high increase Four brunts lit at one time, barely see, pour up a four in peace Super high, bitch, I'm a butter sky, can't see the world beneath Stone of life, smoke till my brain cells fry, don't smoke, it's more for me