HIGH-95 Lyrics

Whipping and blowing

My niggas stay on that gas

I've been sipping on potion

Hope I don't fall on my ass

My God, what's all that commotion

Half past 4 in the morning

You better go with the flow

And just get to rolling the grass, uh

Chiefing and rolling

Blunt in rotation, we keeping it going

Lighting it up till like 3 in the morning

Open the window, the breeze keep on blowing

Door shut and the box hot

12 passed, could've got caught

Kids out playing hopscotch

While I drive slow like a crock pot

Off the drugs and I'm crossed, call that Uncle Drew

In the cut and I'm sauced, I don't know bout you

I got 99 problems, just to name a few

Start a sesh, everybody seem to think we cool

Hands out, palms up, fuck I'm posed to do

Ask for gas when I barely even spoke to dude

Couple puffs then a pass, that's the golden rule

Praying I don't overuse

I ain't tryna make the news

Break it down, roll it up, we don't give a fuck

Out of town, going up, luggage in the trunk

Got the brown in my cup, think I might be drunk

Drip or drown, give it up, up and fucking stuck

Feel the vibe

Please don't kill my vibe

Phone on DND, I don't care for your advice

Blowing clouds till it's red all in my eyes

Hit the gas, cruising down High-95

Don't kill my vibe

Please don't kill my vibe

If you ask imma say I'm doing fine

Feel the vibe

Feel the vibe

If you ask I'm just glad to be alive

Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it

Imma write another song like a fucking demerit

Does it measure to my merit, if it don't then repair it

I'm the greatest, I declare it

Bitch I solemnly swear it

Even good without the swearing

I just happen to pair it

Birds be flocking it's apparent that the cash making parrots

Bitches jumping to conclusions like a rabbit for carrots

Failure doesn't ring a bell, not even half of a karat

But success stays on my mind

Gotta stay on the grind

Can't be wasting time

No time to be wasting dimes

Gotta keep my focus cuz the blind leading the blind

Gotta keep the faith, whether Bible or Quran

Pray that God make a young nigga richer than LeBron

Getting bitches, hitting swishes

With the swisher on my mind

Take your time, just unwind

Hit that shit and press rewind

Look inside and you'll find

I just need some peace of mind

Feel the vibe

Please don't kill my vibe

Phone on DND, I don't care for your advice

Blowing clouds till it's red all in my eyes

Hit the gas, cruising down High-95

Don't kill my vibe

Please don't kill my vibe

If you ask imma say I'm doing fine

Feel the vibe

Feel the vibe

If you ask I'm just glad to be alive