Lyric I Get High - Memphis Bleek

Lyric Song I Get High: All my fans askin me and shit
"Yo Bleek what you be doing on your spare time and shit"
This what I do man nigga
Check how I do yo
Yo

Chorus
I gets high high
Rollin down the I95
Ma don t ask why
I love gettin high
While I drive
I can t lie I can t lie
I puff lye I puff lye
While I drive down the I95
Repeat

Verse 1
I put this key in the ignition
Start my V
Take the clip out the ashtray
Spark my trees
You know that haze weed
Backwood roll tight
Belvedere cranberry juice mix light
Under 30% tint ridin bent
Doin a quarter
Smokin on what grow under water
My life in order
You know I got a pocket fulla sticky
The whole BKlight a blunt up for Biggie
And smokeout
I gives a fuck if you got a skateboard
Or that new XO out
You blow the row out
And holla
I mma survive or die
I mma ride cuz they never take a nigga alive
I gets high
Rollin down the I95
Starrin through the rearview
From all the shit I survived
And as I ride by
I just tilt my hat
Put the car on cruise and roll up another sack

Chorus
Repeat

Verse 2
You catch Bleek rollin hay
When I m down in the Bay
Hey it don t stop
I light a blunt up for Pac
Pop my colla
Take another sip of that vodka
Hit three wheel motion
Locin in the Impala
On them fifty spoke
With two pounds to smoke
And the weed come clean
No sticks no seed
Straight bud
And keep the car weed scented
Mami be like Bleek
We can tbreathe in it
Mami keep cool
Let me remove the roof
Take a sip of that Bel ve
And remove your shoes
But ch ya
Recline baby
Smoke good lime baby
This the real green
Out the High Times baby
We sittin on dubs
Know what that like
Twist enough bud
Mami get your mind right

Chorus
Repeat
I gets high
Holla at the I95
Holla at the bar
Yeahuh huh
I can t lie lie
Holla at the bar
I puff lye lye
When I drive down the I95 5
G yeah niggas
Y all know
Holla at me understand this nowwe outOne
Smoke one with cha dawg