HIIIGH (feat. Shod Da Kidd)

I do this for mind, I do not do this for play
Might not see me on the grind, just know I'm gone keep this cake
I kill demons all the time, I got thoughts I wish would stray
It's like even when I'm high all the dark shit hits the same, damn
This Bob Marley, this Mac Dre, this Snoop
So if you trying to party, well the pack came, come through
When your thoughts is racing and you feeling like you getting lapped
Just inhale this and lay back, lay back

Dabs on my lungs, baby got tabs on the tongue
Amigo dropped cash on the runtz
Came back in the clutch, passing out gas just because
Like what am I, a dad or a plug? Hold up
I pulled up on shorty right before the pandemic hit
She was skinny now she pandemic thick
And she telling me that she want me to give her dick
She the plug on the sage, she a witch and shit
I ain't innocent, but I'm intimate
Smoke a ounce to the face if the mid ain't around
E-nail in my room when no kids around
Keep a pen full of wax, so I'm in the clouds
Used to have to be high to go hit the town
Used to feel like the people would like me more
Used to feel like I always said shit that's wrong
Now I keep it all in check like a Nike store, I just do it
I had to go and get it, my life is a film this the Alamo for bitches
I pop out once every blue moon, give them all a new tune
Then you know it's back to going distant but
I'm around if your bitch need a dick to suck
If it ain't about love, I could give two fucks
Somebody get this blunt, it ain't pullin' like it should
Aye fix this up, here go the lighter nigga

I do this for mind, I do not do this for play
Might not see me on the grind, just know I'm gone keep this cake
I kill demons all the time, I got thoughts I wish would stray
It's like even when I'm high all the dark shit hits the same, damn
This Bob Marley, this Mac Dre, this Snoop
So if you trying to party, well the pack came, come through
When your thoughts is racing and you feeling like you getting lapped
Just inhale this and lay back, lay back

Rolling like I gotta big wheel
Doing grown shit but I'm the Kidd still
She getting stupid off them thizz pills
And I ain't leaning til' that seal peeled
Everything I drink distilled
But the percs got me this still
Imma probably feel this til'
Niggas start trippin' and feel this steel
That's how it goes
Gotta keep pad full of hoes
Closet where they stashing the clothes
Matching the bros
Cuzz got xans for the low
Baby got crack on her
Never did a line, no lie
If it stimulate your mind, I've tried
Shrooms and tabs type of guy
Baby want me to wax while I'm fried
Sound like a Dab of a Time
Grab her some wine, watch her unwind
You chilling with a star, we ain't talking bout signs
Unless they be dollars, I'm Ty
Paranoid cause I'm high
Baby you fucking or nah
Fuck it, just roll another one up
Blunt band it up if it's too many stems
This be that Za, so baby slow ride
Cause I know you don't do this for real, for real

I do this for mind, I do not do this for play
Might not see me on the grind, just know I'm gone keep this cake
I kill demons all the time, I got thoughts I wish would stray
It's like even when I'm high all the dark shit hits the same, damn
This Bob Marley, this Mac Dre, this Snoop
So if you trying to party, well the pack came, come through
When your thoughts is racing and you feeling like you getting lapped
Just inhale this and lay back, lay back