Sky

What? What? What?

I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit

I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten)

I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten)

I'm tryin' to get high till I can't feel nothin' (What? What?)

I'm tryin' to get high till I can't feel nothin' (What? Let's go)

I can fall out the sky, and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt)

I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What?)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, what? Whoa, damn)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, what?)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, what?)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, what?)

I'm way too high (Yeah, whoa)

Wake up (Yeah, wake up)

It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)

I brush my teeth and count up (Whoa, what, slatt)

I let my bitch roll my blunt (Whoa, slatt)

I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Whoa, what?)

Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)

I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scream, suck it)

I don't drive R8s, I don't like those

I drive the Daytona, and I tinted the windows (What?)

Can't fuck with nobody, not even my shadow

I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos (What? What? What? What? What?)

She my best friend, yeah, we not a couple (What? What?)

She a rock star, she a sex symbol (What? What? What?)

The way she do that shit, she make it look simple (What? What?)

The way she do that shit, she make it look simple (What? What?)

Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)

Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)

Tell me everybody you took to this room (Ooh, ooh)

I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)

I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Huh, oh)

I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah)

Can't trust no bitch, can't trust these **** (Bitch, bitch, bitch)

In love with my money, in love with my pistols (In love with my money, In love with that piece)

In love with my bitch, I think she my bitch (In love with my bitch)

I know she suck dick, I know she not shit (I know she suck dick, I know she not shit)

I been thinkin' 'bout it, finna cut off that bitch (Been thinkin' 'bout it, finna cut off that bitch)

She don't cook, she don't clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?)

I don't even like to hug, I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt)

I just pat her on the ass, and tell her, "Good shit" (What? What? What?)

I just walked in my pad, paparazzi at the fence (Slatt)

I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red)

And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt)

And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt)

I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?)

And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)

I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (Alright, what?)

I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What?)

I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Whoa, what? What? What?)

I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Whoa, what? What? Slatt)

I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt)

I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? Slatt, slatt)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, what? Yeah)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, whoa, whoa, what?)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, woah, whoa, what?)

I'm way too high, whoa, whoa (Yeah, yeah, huh? whoa, what?)

I'm way too high (What? What?)

What? What? What?

I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit