I Woke Up Still High

You might've ate an edible and thought you finna die
I woke up Still High
Smoking on some haze feel it setting in your eyes
I woke up Still High
On cloud nine and this feeling won't subside
I woke up Still High
That THCA still got me on the rise
I woke up Still High

I'm stuck in the air, woke up impaired
We split up in pairs, me and Bri always share
Forrest Green buds, fire red hairs
The vapor in this bag is very potent beware
My weed is a recluse always indoors
I don't really pass like Kobe in the Fourth
It's a Gramdemic I got mine you got yours
I dropped a lil cake they had lava on the floor
I need hydroponic, I sneeze off the pollen
I need about three hundred milligram tonics
Fucked myself up by increasing my tolerance
All off the cannabis, floating like the colonist
But fuck the Quakers and pilgrims and protestants
Says the green god taking dabs of biscotti mints
I'm the last kushbender, nonviolent offender, and private vendor

You might've ate an edible and thought you finna die
I woke up Still High
Smoking on some haze feel it setting in your eyes
I woke up Still High
On cloud nine and the feeling won't subside
I woke up Still High
That THCA still got me on the rise
I woke up Still High

The waves crashed over me
Need me like Alistair Overeem
I responded hornily
Tryna make this dick touch her ovaries
Even tho she wanna blow with me
I smoke alone hoe it's quarantine
Go thru quarter pounds every other week
Extra cheese no Mickey D's I need my pockets obese
Smoking fire and desire where is Tina Marie
For these greens and these teals and these aquamarines
Vanilla frosting, rosin gets a lil costly
Back in the day to cleanse your palette used to sniff the coffee
Now everything is prepacked and pre weighed
You might buy a weed pack that's dry aged
I cut the packaging date off at 40 days
FUCK a fish with no water bitch I ain't lil Wayne
But I am an alien off this melonade
My sativa melanated smoking black haze

You might've ate an edible and thought you finna die
I woke up Still High
Smoking on some haze feel it setting in your eyes
I woke up Still High
On cloud nine and the feeling won't subside
I woke up Still High
That THCA still got me on the rise
I woke up Still High

You ever had an edible hit you extra late
And the rest of your day you're tryna regulate
Tryna keep yo heartbeat at a steady rate
Now I'm stuck like Peter Parker off the Mary Jane
Back in my day we had the 1000 milligram
Spinning like the ceiling fan
Cut the middle man
Now y'all got the mushroom bar so advanced
Psilocybin vibing to rewire the synapse
When you hippie flipping the objective expansion
When candy flipping the objective orgasmic
A bad trip like being trapped in a haunted mansion
We all started with Virgin systems Richard Branson
Smoking to the rough drafts of this song it's already my anthem
On a T-Break I'm already relapsin
Like yo lazy eye I'm already relaxing
My only goal in life is smoke a joint with my grandkids

Why? So we can wake up still high