High Times (feat. Ryan Palma)

I smoke so much that I can't help it I love this weed what more can I say I smoke so much that I can't help it I'm always high what more can I say I'm the master like Bruce lee Bitch bow to sense hit bitch with the spin move Got em thinking I'm M.J In the bay just like Mac Dre Shark tank and Jose City and that town Cant swim you bound to get drown Cant fake being real nigga it's gotta from deep down Og og cookie blunt You nigga never smoked pounds Steady puffing that wedding cake I'm getting married right now Put the ring money though F*ck a dance this a money roll Take a bitch to Super Bowl Balling hard like the N.B.A Just smoked a biscotti blunt And its hitting hard like the m.m.a Tell these niggas I'm Conner Treat a bitch with no honer This for the hood like Bronner Like baby I'm a big tymer Bitches hate I act arrogant They say that I could act kinder Big blunts of that Og No way that I can get higher Where the f*ck is my lighter House of reps gang cypher Most deez niggas are snakes Trying to stay away these vipers F*ck a bitch and I'm ghost It's getting scary like Myers Moon walking like Michael Michael Jordan my idol Been running this shit Where the f*ck title I don't f*ck with fake niggas That I put on the Bible I smoke so much that I can't help it I love this weed what more can I say I smoke so much that I can't help it I'm always high what more can I say I smoke so much that I can't help it I love this weed what more can I say I smoke so much that I can't help it I'm always high what more can I say