Lyrics Leven Kali – Too High
Text:
Leven Kali:
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Said «there’s only one thing to do»
When you think you’ve got, too high
No there ain’t no feelin’
No feelin’ like havin’ one all to yourself
To call your own
To call your own, call your own, call your own
And there ain’t no feelin’, mmm
When everybody else is hangin’ ’round
Tryna get a piece of your thing (To get a piece of your thing)
Ay, ay
I got your message, I know you bottled it up
That’s old school
I’m textin’ to let you follow and stuff
Once you let me inside I’ma hide the key
Baby I never leave, baby I never leave, ay
So lately I’ve been gettin’ into Buddha and shit
You start laughin’ and say that’s typical of one from my land
Let me find my third eye
Get some typical head
While I freestyle high, that’s a typical day
Said «there’s only one thing to do»
When you think you’ve got, too high
Smoke again, smoke again
Buddy:
Yo, I just bought a dab rig (I just bought a dab rig)
I’m ’bout to load it up with’ wax and get higher than my dad did
Way before he had kids (Babies)
It’s America’s most blunted
I’m ’bout to roll another blunt, I need to smoke somethin’
I’m sick of hoes calls but when they don’t want nothin’ (Ring)
Somebody roll a couple more and keep those comin’
Please, ring around a rosie
Smokin’ another so we like a stogie
Nigga I’m livin’ my life likes it golden
Everyone coughin’ and chokin’
Nigga I’m blowin’ it out in the open (Bitch)
Out on the ocean, we on a boat
And she got her titties exposed (Tits)
Nigga you know me, smokin’ on OG
And this shit already blow
Hitin’ the road, I’m ready to go
When she say her friends wanna roll
Smokin’ back to back to back
We smokin’ like ten in a row (Huh)
Couple to go, I’m looking up like «damn it, how many to go»?
You don’t even know
Leven Kali:
I said «there’s only one thing to do»
When you think you’ve got, too high
Smoke again, smoke again (Yeah, roll another blunt)
Na’kel Smith:
They don’t take flights like this, high as a kite I’m is
And what I’m doin’s not to influence, don’t watch this kid
But with the spot I’m in, I need to calm my nerves
So get your eyes off mine and worry more ’bout yours
I’m crusin’, for a bruisin’
This loud I keep the reason, I can tune out all the bullshit
So let me roll one
Cares and cash in abundance
And dance in the sand while all the ?
ragin’
‘Til the sun, how that sound?
