High Fashion

You see me, I'm gone
Look like I'm bouta call it a night
My eyes low, I'm moving slow
Dat dro got me high as kite
But dis diesel gonna take me to satellites
So much smoke I done worked up a appetite
I ain't sleepy, I'm high as a Delta flight
Might scoop ya bitch when I land
2 rellos 7 grams
Gotta extendo in each hand
I got a nympho, and she bad
And she sell more weed than the government
We fuck, she roll up then we fuck again
Get up, she re up then we thuggin it
What's up I'm up up and away
I'm outta this world
Hoe gimme my space
If I roll a blunt, bet that shit is perfection
Never too tight, I could give u lessons
I'm too fly like the Jetsons, and too high to be stressing
I need my medicine, everyday regiment
There ain't no telling me shit
I'm faded but roll up a spliff
Tryna see just how high I can get
Smoke pack til my mind pack up take a trip
Smoke thrax thru the bong let it rip
Roll a blunt, hit it once then hold it
The tree look sugar-coated
I'm choking
Can hardly focus
Don't know where we goin, I'm just floating
Don't ask why my eyes ain't open

Weed on my clothes, I just call it high fashion
Whole lotta designer, I keep it in different stashes
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a dragon
Smoke a pound of kush until the whole thing ashes

Weed on my clothes, I just call it high fashion
Whole lotta designer, I keep it in different stashes
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a dragon
Smoke a pound of kush until the whole thing ashes

Pass the dozier
I need to relax and focus
Magic master kush toke this hocus pocus
Lifts me way up high when I feel down and hopeless
Swing that thing round round and round in circles
Cypher time, grab ya lighter
Blunts, ignite them
Then combine 'em
No freeloader, bring ya own
Do no supplying, like the odor
Stu, we vibe
Write hits like mits from Tyson
Break bread like slices
Want beef? we bison
Bout cheese, no mice shit
Can't talk to vice
We walk the walk
They skate thin ices
Wise
When asked bout life
We good, we righteous
Smoke the nicest, roll up
(Smoke Break)

Weed on my clothes, I just call it high fashion
Whole lotta designer, I keep it in different stashes
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a dragon
Smoke a pound of kush until the whole thing ashes

Weed on my clothes, I just call it high fashion
Whole lotta designer, I keep it in different stashes
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a dragon
Smoke a pound of kush until the whole thing ashes

Weed on my clothes, I just call it high fashion
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a dragon
Til the whole thing ashes