Get High (feat. Snoop Dogg and Lil Durk)

Young Thug

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    [Snoop Dogg]
    Ay yo nephew
    I think it's time to put some of that real sticky-icky-icky in the motherfuckin' air
    But in a Backwood, ya dig?

    [Young Thug]
    I wanna get high, yeah
    'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
    Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
    I could break one down with my supplies, yeah
    Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
    Shawty she bad, fuck 'round take her to the stars
    Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
    Brand new chick, got her brand new ass

    Give the password, psych
    'Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup, aight
    But the Bentley coupe missing, the stash on the curb
    Watch the city go missing, the young nigga ran off with lil biddy birds
    Fuck you talkin', bitch you ran off on 'em
    How these lil handcuffs and you cops can't cuff me
    In the back of the cab, this ho sucking dick from the front seat
    This her aftermath, like I got 50 Cent on me (straight stacks)
    Trap spot's like a store
    Nigga got a couple choppers on the floor
    Watch that door (watch that door)
    Watch that door (you gotta watch that door)
    Watch that door
    I roll up two point fives
    Happy four twenty, roll up two point fives
    Way too stoned, don't remember these guys
    Hold up, so high I'ma risk my life, ain't even tryna go to these skies
    Hold up strollers
    I want the whole cut
    I make a slut slut
    I eat it cold cut
    Hair getting longer
    Weed getting stronger
    'Bout to strong arm her
    'Bout to go and bone girl
    She got a cameltoe, I call her Marlboro
    I take you from the stars, take you to my world
    But she didn't get a chance to get my number
    She missed out on llama, she missed out on me and my mama

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    I wanna get high, yeah
    'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
    Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
    I could break one down with my supplies, yeah
    Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
    Shawty she bad, fuck 'round take her to the stars
    Brand new dash, I got new cash
    Brand new chick, got her brand new ass

    [Snoop Dogg]
    With a lot of old money
    Everybody want somethin' from me
    Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel
    'Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to kill
    And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille
    And my gas tank is on full
    Stack goods, them Backwoods
    We cock back and we pull
    Bubblegum, cookies, OG, and KK
    We like Craig and Dae Dae, who gives a fuck what they say?
    I be out here gettin' it, gotta get it 'cause I got it on
    I'm the same nigga that you bitch niggas plotted on
    It ain't as easy as I make it look
    See what I'm sayin', I ain't playin', nigga take a look
    We on that G shit, nigga we lit, and I'm seasick for real
    Thugger Thug, what it does, let's get this motherfuckin' money cuz
    I mean that new money, that blue money with new faces
    Them new cases and new bases and new aces
    Florida-anapolis, ain't no stoppin' us
    Power preaches patience
    Balling in two places
    Exchanges, smoke faces

    [Lil Durk]
    Count this money on a PJ in my PJs
    Goin' fast, get in tussles on the E-way
    Smoking on that OG
    I fell on my AP, got me a Rollie
    I got a bad bitch and I call her dopey
    And her head dope
    And she suck me off the perky, keep her hands off
    I don't fuck with vapors but I'm high-igh-igh
    I got a bad bitch, I know she bi-i-i-i-i

    [Young Thug]
    I wanna get high, yeah
    'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
    Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
    I could break one down with my supplies, yeah
    Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
    Shawty she bad, fuck 'round take her to the stars
    Brand new dash, I got new cash
    Brand new chick, got her brand new ass

    [Snoop Dogg]
    See man, a lot of you niggas think you can smoke with us
    But umm
    This shit is a marathon man
    This ain't no motherfuckin' umm, hundred yard dash
    Man step back
    You ain't in our league
    Thugger Thug, Doggy Dog
    Nephew we on
    We out

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    Composición: Jazze Pha, Fresh Manny y Baby

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