Get High Song

I don’t have to roll it up my check gon' get it done
I’m a smoker call me Smokey man I smoke for fun
Smoke it til its done
Getting high for fun
Smoking with 2 bitches
They say that I’m the one
I’m smoking overseas
I look Taiwan
So come smoke with me
This my get high song
My eyes hella low, I look Taiwan
Roll another one up this my get high song
This my get high song
I’m posted in the cut smoking this Cali grown
No double cups tonight I’m on here smoking strong
I heard yo blunts too tight and you be rolling wrong
You say that that’s OG but that shit looks like it zoned
I stuff it in the cone while I make a song
And you ain’t high as me look up you see I’m gone
I’m smoking blunts to mars I ain’t coming home
I’m smoking blunts to mars I ain’t coming home
I’m higher than asteroids that’s super storm
Smoking choking on some potent
Elevated cloud I’m floating
Fingers sticky all this
God damn OG that I’m rolling
Smell it when I pop the lid open
Heads turning
Young Smokey got them fucking trees burning
Smoke it in the morning
Smoke it with your woman
We smelling like some Onions
Breaking down my weed in a forest
I be rapping while I’m smoking
Smoking rapping like its nothing
Cuz if its really nothing
I’ll turn nothing into something
I’m spaced out smoking galaxy
That star pack come get high with me