WIT DA BIRDS! Lyrics

I'm tryna get so high that I'm up there with the birds

I'm tryna get so high that I'm up there with the birds

I'm tryna get so high that I forget all my words

I'm tryna get so high that I'm beginning swerve

I'm tryna get so high that I'm up there with the birds

I'm tryna mix Percocet with the syrup

I promise I'm not really here from this Earth

I'm probably gon' die lit, a gift and a curse

I'm probably gon' be lit when I'm in a hearse

I'm probably just gonna go take me a perc

I'm not coming if I can't bring my stick to church

I'm probably not tryna end up on a shirt

Now I'm finna turn shit up

I should be in a rodeo cause I all this get up

And when I say get up

I'm either talking bout the back end or I'm talking bout a jigga

Ayy you better get your bitch bruh

Cause when I'm on these jigs I be really feeling like I'm that nigga

Plus I'm really that nigga

And I'm the type to get to fucking, I don't really like to get my dick sucked

I'm bout to get high yea way past the ceiling

Just let me roll up I'll be back in a minute

Pour me up cause my cup don't got nothing left in it

Yea I need my shit wet like it's in the Pacific

And you can't see inside of the hotbox is tinted

And you can't even smoke in your car cause it's rented

I'm just tryna get high and forget all my feelings

I'm tryna get so high that I'm up there with the birds

I'm tryna get so high that I'm up there with the birds

I'm tryna get so high that I forget all my words

I'm tryna get so high that I'm beginning swerve