hiiiasf! (feat. Silky Southern)

Yeah

Ayy

Smoking on dope, yeah, this shit is some gas

This shit is too strong, man, this shit is some 'thrax

You can hit the weed, I ain't stingy, just ask

But we get on your ass if you pinch in my bag

Put the weed with the hash and we mix it with wax

Get hella baked, then we spit us some raps

I roll a seven like I'm winning in Craps

I'm smokin' a spliff 'cause I'm quittin' the Backs

Pull up on your ho, told her get in the 'Lac

I'm 'bout to hit me a lick on the nat

Then hit that lil' bitch from the back

Please don't try to crash 'bout that ho 'cause I'm sending her back

I'm on DND, ain't no hitting the jack

**** blowing hella smoke, I can't listen to cap

Had to run it up, had to get me some racks

Now I'm like Caine, had to get me a strap

Money making moves, yeah, I'm feeling like Mitch

Pussy-ass **** need to get out my mix

I done made some money, now she figure I'm rich

Told lil' stupid ho get off my dick

I been hitting moves like, ****, watch this

I been drinking water, I been cleansing my piss

I done hit somebody bitch and then a **** got pissed

Shorty mad as hell, man, a **** got dissed

Probably got some motion, but the **** not this

I'm 'bout to put some cold-ass shit on my wrist

Maison Miharas, this shit is not Rick

Bitch, I'm a dog and I been with my pits

I used to take a Xan' and put the shit in my Brisk

Now I'm just hittin' my spliff

Uh, now I'm just hittin' my spliff

Uh, now I'm just—

I'm gettin' high as fuck

Uh, ayy, damn, ayy

I'm gettin' high as fuck

Ayy, uh, ayy, uh

Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck

Uh, yeah, uh, ayy

Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck

Ayy (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Uh)

I'm gettin' high as fuck

Big-ass J to the face 'cause I can

Gettin' my spinach, shit, facin' the can

Poppin' the opps while she takin' it in

Life is a beach, that ho face in the sand

No, I ain't pussy, don't play with it, fam

I just ain't talkin' and fakin' the funk

She gassin' me up while I'm makin' it pump

Make that ho shake like I laced up the blunt

Used to smoke shake, now we blazing the Runtz

Or blazing some shit that ain't safe for the lungs

Wanna be metal, he really a punk

The hatred he giving ain't breaking my arm

I get kicks off that shit like Miss Taylor and Shump'

Finna start balling on ****, Iman

Fly as a fuck, they ain't know what we on

Getting more air than a fuckin' rerun

Already gone, rolled two more up

Game leaves bigger than a sumo's bus

Saying I'm him, I'm like judo, duh

She gon' give me mouth like kudos, look

**** pulling cards like UNO, look

That's why I'm tryna build with this tool on tuck

Shorty hit my line for the you-know-what

But I been on the grind tryna cue more bucks

When I hit this quarter, I'ma pull on up

Breakin' down my 'Wood, now my 'Wood split hurt

Rollin' up some Cake, that's good dessert

Eat a couple shrooms for the good rebirth

**** hatin' on me, shit, it could be worse

They wanna put me in the ground, shit, it could be hearse

**** bring they whole sound, shit, it could be hertz

I ain't stuntin' that long 'cause my 'Wood look purp', gettin' high as fuck

I'm gettin' high as fuck

Uh, ayy, damn, ayy

I'm gettin' high as fuck

Ayy, uh, ayy, uh

Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck

Uh, yeah, uh, ayy

Bitch, I'm gettin' high as fuck

Ayy, yeah

I'm gettin' high as fuck