Get High (feat. Snoop Dogg & Lil Durk) (Explicit)

Get High (Explicit) - Young Thug/Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)/Lil Durk

Written by：Young Chop/Lil Durk/Snoop Dogg

Ay yo nephew

I think it's time to put some of

That real sticky icky icky in the motherf**kin' air

But in a Backwood ya dig

I wanna get high yeah

'Bouta go call my go to guy 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**k 'round take her to the stars

Brand new dash I got brand new cash

Brand new chick got her brand new a**

Give the password 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 ni**a ran off with lil biddy birds

F**k you talkin' b**ch you ran off on 'em

How these lil handcuffs and you cops can't cuff me

In the back of the cab this ho s*****g d**k from the front seat

This her aftermath like I got 50 Cent on me straight stacks

Trap spot's like a store

Ni**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 slut slut

I eat it cold cut

Hair getting longer

W**d 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

I wanna get high yeah

'Bouta go call my go to guy 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**k 'round take her to the stars

Brand new dash I got new cash

Brand new chick got her brand new a**

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 kill

And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille

And my gas tank is on full

Stack goods them Backwoods

We cock back and we pull

Bubblegum cookies OG and KK

We like Craig and Dae Dae who gives a f**k what they say

I be out here gettin' it gotta get it 'cause I got it on

I'm the same ni**a that you b**ch niggas plotted on

It ain't as easy as I make it look

See what I'm sayin' I ain't playin' ni**a take a look

We on that G sh*t ni**a we lit and I'm seasick for real

Thugger Thug what it does let's get this motherf**kin' 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

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**ch and I call her dopey

And her head d**e

And she suck me off the perky keep her hands off

I don't f**k with vapors but I'm high

I got a bad b**ch I know she bi

I wanna get high yeah

'Bouta go call my go to guy 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**k 'round take her to the stars

Brand new dash I got new cash

Brand new chick got her brand new a**

See man a lot of you niggas think you can smoke with us

But umm

This sh*t is a marathon man

This ain't no motherf**kin' umm hundred yard dash

Man step back

You ain't in our league

Thugger Thug Doggy Dog

Nephew we on

We out