Yeah, you sicko, I'm a high power soldier, you know
Let the south side smoke out for your ass
Getting high, getting high, getting high
We getting high, we getting high, getting high
Roll up a blunt, you know I roll it, roll it
Feel it, let's dunk it, lick it up
Light it up in half, let's get * up
I'm loving that *, take a hit
Then pass the split, enjoy with me
Every day, all day, till the day I die
I'm riding high, high, high, high
I'm loving the feeling, taking the heat with the thug
When I'm chilling, then with the kick
From the high to the ceiling
I'm pushed out, thick as a meat
From the bomb, from the cow
Smoke out the split and then pass out
Getting high, getting high, getting high
We getting high, take a hit from another one
We getting high, getting high, getting high
We getting high, take a hit from another one
We getting high, getting high, getting high
We getting high, getting high, getting high
We getting high, take a hit from another one
This lil drop top, first blunt will die
You had to be what you need, I got
I got that bomb, that purple pitch
That sticky *
Gonna * you up like the blunt get stuck
Who gives a *
Southside smokeout
That's a witness bout, remember this *
Stole all them southsiders a lot of blunts take a hit
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.