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 [Hook] 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 BK, light 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 [Hook] [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't, breathe 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 [Hook] [Repeat] I gets high Holla at the I95 Holla at the bar Yeah, uh 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 now, we out, One) Smoke one with cha dawg