Paris (Rapper) - I'm High lyrics

Artist: Spice 1 Album: Tha Black Bossalini Song: I'm High Chorus: I'm high (repeat 6X) S-P-I-C-E about to hit it and crawl Pull up the vega make it fat n***a got the crush nasty for a playa Purple Haze got me hittin the switches and rollin bats up With some n***as who don't want to put the gats up I'm high til I kick the bucket f** it, throw some blunts on my coffin and I'll Smoke it with the dead n***as Light it up like the Fourth of July Type of chronic make a dead n***a wake up high I gets higher than giraffe p**y And n***as know I got to smoke about half ounce, before I flow It ain't no bammer in my zig-zag, or in my blunt There ain't no weed in the studio, we on a hunt To get the sticky a** green sh**, shut em down You can find a little chron' spot in every town n***a sell a twenty ten sacks up on the block Break the doobies in the ashtray down to roll a chopper I'm addicted to the THC, gettin f**ed up Leave your doobies around they gettin s**ed up Lungs like a motherf**in vacuum cleaner Mobbin on the 580 smokin out the Beamer Just call me Dr. Bomb from the Bay Hit ya in the chest with the chron like an A.K Kick back lay back and throw them feet up Sometimes I wanna roll, a whole f**in tree up I break it down, halves and O's Smoking more than a broke down sixty-four And ain't no n***a in the world that can outsmoke me The muthaf**in chronic addict S-P-I-C-E Bill Clinton hit the chronic and he didn't inhale But I'm gonna cough a f**in lung up for n***as in jail Chorus 4X Smokin pot before twelve, ain't no secret to my homies Step the f** in your face with the smell of chronic on me It's the C-H-R-O-N-I-C Havin withdrawals about a quarter to three About to loc the f** up cuz the Fed hit the weed zone And n***as tryin to sell me backyard homegrown I need the motherf**in bomb break down the bail Roll it up in a fat a** chocolate zail Mr. Endo smoked em all Which every n***a hit the joint, cough, gag and crawl s**in in weed smoke with my nose Hit the joint ten seconds hold it in for twenty-four It's puff puff pa** n***a quit f**in the weed or I'mma bank on your b**h a** Chorus 8X