Young Thug - Get High lyrics

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Ay yo nephew I think it's time to put some of that real sticky-icky-icky in the motherf**in' air But in a Backwood, ya dig? [Chorus: Young Thug] I wanna get high, yeah 'Bouta go call my goat to die, yeah Got no Backwoods, fly yeah I could break one down with my supplies, yeah Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car Shawty she bad, f** 'round take her to the stars Brand new dash, I got new cash Brand new chick, got her brand new a** [Verse 1: Young Thug] Give the pa**word, psych 'Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup, aight But the Bentley coupe missing, the stash on the curb Watch the city go missing, the young n***a ran off with lil biddy birds f** you talkin', b**h you ran off on 'em How these lil handcuffs and you cops can't [?] In the back of the cab, this ho s**ing dick from the front seat This her aftermath, like I got 50 Cent on me (straight stacks) Trap spot's like a store n***a got a couple choppers on the floor Watch that door (watch that door) Watch that door (you gotta watch that door) Watch that door I roll up two point fives Happy four twenty, roll up two point fives Way too stoned, don't remember these guys Hold up, so high I'ma risk my life, ain't even tryna go to these skies Hold up strollers I want the whole cut I make a s*ut s*ut I eat it cold cut Hair getting longer Weed getting stronger 'Bout to strong arm her 'Bout to go and bone girl She got a cameltoe, I call her Marlboro I take you from the stars, take you to my world But she didn't get a chance to get my number She missed out on llama, she missed out on me and my mama [Chorus: Young Thug] I wanna get high, yeah 'Bouta go call my goat to die, yeah Got no Backwoods, fly yeah I could break one down with my supplies, yeah Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car Shawty she bad, f** 'round take her to the stars Brand new dash, I got new cash Brand new chick, got her brand new a** [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] With a lot of old money Everybody want somethin' from me Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel 'Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to k** And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille And my gas tank is on full Stack goods, them Backwoods We co*k back and we pull Bubblegum, cookies, OG, and KK We like Craig and Dae Dae, who gives a f** what they say? I be out here gettin' it, gotta get it 'cause I got it on I'm the same n***a that you b**h n***as plotted on It ain't as easy as I make it look See what I'm sayin', I ain't playin', n***a take a look We on that G sh**, n***a we lit, and I'm seasick for real f** a thug, what it does, let's get this motherf**in' money cuz I mean that new money, that blue money with new faces Them new cases and new bases and new aces Florida-anapolis, ain't no stoppin' us Power preaches patience Balling in two places Exchanges, smoke faces [Verse 3: Lil Durk] Count this money on a PJ in my PJs Goin' fast, get in tussles on the E-way Smoking on that OG I fell on my AP, got me a Rollie I got a bad b**h and I call her dopey And her head dope And she s** me off the perky, keep her hands off I don't f** with vapors but I'm high-igh-igh I got a bad b**h, I know she bi-i-i-i-i [Chorus: Young Thug] I wanna get high, yeah 'Bouta go call my goat to die, yeah Got no Backwoods, fly yeah I could break one down with my supplies, yeah Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car Shawty she bad, f** 'round take her to the stars Brand new dash, I got new cash Brand new chick, got her brand new a** [Outro: Snoop Dogg] See man, a lot of you n***as think you can smoke with us But umm This sh** is a marathon man This ain't no motherf**in' umm, hundred yard dash Man step back You ain't in our leage Thugger Thug, Doggy Dog Nephew we on We out