The High lyrics

[Intro: Smoke DZA]
It's all about the vibe
It's all about the vibe
Lansky roll one of them up, roll one of them turbo joints for ya boy

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
All my cousins deported they all Rastas
Drug dealing to buy choppers
It's real out here you can't knock 'em
No hate out against me shall prosper
My Jewish friends they yell Mazel
Put party drugs in their nostrils
Ain't worried 'bout sh*t and ain't got to
Patek Phillipe from Fossils
Smoking on Cheeba, sipping on Chevis
I'm in the old school, center of Portland like Arvydas
Them n*ggas tryna style I'm like beat it
It's Bob Marley on my chain not Jesus
Had crack rolling f*ck your fever
Dice game clean up, like skin joint like Adina
Step out with her f*ck the scene up, ugh
Yea, she a local superstar met her at La Marina, ugh
First class to Miami I be low on Catalina's, ugh
Yea, rock Stan Smith so well got the check from Adidas, ugh
Magazines, billboards yea you see us
[Chorus: Velous]
We goin' ape up in this b*tch, this sh*t is lit
f*ck what happens tonight, in the morning we'll forget
n*ggas plotting on us, we gon' see 'em when we see 'em
But n*ggas in here deep, we could fill the Collesium
I know, I know, I know, I know, the game
Y'all n*ggas ain't never been sh*t and b*tches all the same
Bust it wide open drop it down into a split
And if you do it right this might be the night that you could quit

[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Oh you looking for a sponsor huh?
Too $hort Spotify I got a song for ya
Sucks teeth roll the ganja up
She wanna hint at a n*gga that she wanna f*ck
Sing for me you a songstress huh?
On some Frankie Lymon why fools fall in love?
She wanna suck, throw a n*gga name all in mud
Just to double back to me like it's all good
Same mouth that she bash me with, she get nasty with
Slick talk on some rapper sh*t, most times I just laugh at it
Cause you don't know the half of it
I got the Dee Bo mind control
Jedi mind trick all kinda dough
I ain't got no time, only when it's time to go
And looking at my Rollie it's about that time
Got dollar signs all on my mind
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Everybody like I need more bomb
George Kush n*gga stay off the greenhouse lawn
Is you riding is you staying? Is you hating or nah?
Either you dark side with it or you roll with the God
[Chorus: Velous]
We goin' ape up in this b*tch, this sh*t is lit
f*ck what happens tonight, in the morning we'll forget
n*ggas plotting on us, we gon' see 'em when we see 'em
But n*ggas in here deep, we could fill the Collesium
I know, I know, I know, I know, the game
Y'all n*ggas ain't never been sh*t and b*tches all the same
Bust it wide open drop it down into a split
And if you do it right this might be the night that you could quit