Project Pat - Pistol & A Scale lyrics
(Hook x2, Joe Simpson) I just wanna get high, high, high I just wanna get high I just wanna stay high, high, high I just wanna stay high (Verse 1, Project Pat) These n***as say I smoke out too much These n***as say I pop pills too much These n***as say I drank liquor too much Ain't no such thang as too much Blunt number eight, roll up again Pa** me the tab, pa** me the Hen' When I get through, I'ma do it all again I'm on cloud nine and I'm headed to ten Is you mad or no? Cali bud on deck, had to blow Smoke in my lungs, bout half a bowl I'm chiefin' all day if you had to know You can match or go Garcia Vega, make it burn slow I'm high as hell but my eyes real low Lookin just like Bruce Lee right now You wanna be high as me right now I got a b**h that don't smoke She just roll the sh** and light it up I can give a damn what anybody say I keep it on deck, I ain't high enough I don't wanna come down, I don't wanna come down It's hard to explain this feelin I feel But truth be told... I don't even know what day it is, I just wanna get high (Hook x2, Joe Simpson) I just wanna get high, high, high I just wanna get high I just wanna stay high, high, high I just wanna stay high (Verse 2, Wiz Khalifa) Six-deuce coupe I don't ride in it unless I smoke in it first Go to sleep early, wake up early just to get it The grind all depends on how much time you spent perfecting it But n***as always hate, come from nowhere with that extra sh** Let 'em lie, dig they own ditch California king size, hardly lay in it I'm proof that if you want it, you can get it Champagne for breakfast, taste; expensive Super paid, uber Escalade for my women friends Wanna be it, gotta see it Extra lighter where my seat at Pair of nines where my feet at Brought the papers, where the weed at (Hook x2, Joe Simpson) I just wanna get high, high, high I just wanna get high I just wanna stay high, high, high I just wanna stay high (Verse 3, Project Pat) This sh** is po-tent One hit of this strong and from this you will be cho-kin Gotta stay fo-cused I'm burnin my fingers, ain't even put out the roaches I'm just floatin I'm in outer space, I feel out of place when I'm high And I'm gon stay like this til I die I stay high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh Blowin shotguns to a bad b**h Smoke good bud cause I'm mad rich Stay zoned out on the average Don't know sh** about babbage You must forgot I'm a savage Marijuana my medicine I got Christmas trees, it ain't Christmas time But each time I go where I never been My doctor said it ain't good for ya lungs But it's good for my mind and it keep me calm Mary Jane, she got me sprung and she had my heart since a n***a was young I don't wanna come down It's hard to explain this feelin I feel n***a I'm throwed, but truth be told... I don't even know what day it is, I just wanna get high (Hook x2, Joe Simpson) I just wanna get high, high, high I just wanna get high I just wanna stay high, high, high I just wanna stay high