Juicy J - GAH DAMN HIGH lyrics

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Juicy J - GAH DAMN HIGH lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J & Logic] Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fu*k up!" Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank [Chorus: Juicy J] I just keep on rollin' up, I'm so goddamn high I got D'USSÉ in my cup, I'm so goddamn high My prices keep on goin' up, I'm so goddamn high She be beggin' me to fu*k but I'm too goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high Got a crib in the hills, I'm so goddamn high On the PJ smokin' good cake, I'm so goddamn high [Verse 1: Juicy J] It's a bird, it's a plane, I'm so goddamn high I got drugs on my brain, I'm so goddamn fried I want blood not that green, bring the right damn kind ni**a tried to sell me homegrown, I'm like, "ni**a, nice try" In the club passin' weed like I'm handin' out flyers Every time I got some new sh*t, they be campin' outside Heard you talkin' all that foo sh*t, just don't cross the damn line I can't stop my shooters, once I send 'em out, my hands tied (b*tch) b*tch, I'm fly, I got more gas than an airline Smoke with your ho and get more head than a hairdryer You can't drink with me, smoke with me, 'cause we ain't the same kind This sh*t that I'm smokin' got me twisted like gang signs [Chorus: Juicy J] I just keep on rollin' up, I'm so goddamn high I got D'USSÉ in my cup, I'm so goddamn high My prices keep on goin' up, I'm so goddamn high She be beggin' me to fu*k but I'm too goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high Got a crib in the hills, I'm so goddamn high On the PJ smokin' good cake, I'm so goddamn high [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] If that's your girlfriend, why she at my house? If that's your girl, then why my dick in her mouth? If that's your girl, then why she blowin' this ounce? If that's your girl, what's all that textin' about? If that's your girl, then why she in my DM? If that's your girl, then why she callin' my friend? If that's your girl, then why she bein' all cool? If that's your girl, then why she drunk in my pool? We get drunk, we do what we want, tell your b*tch roll up We don't trust no b*tch pullin' stunts, want smoke, we pull up We do stunts, we was in the front, my switch, hit it once It lift up, girls, I know enough, pounds, I blow enough, yeah I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out