Wanna Get High (Remix)

[Hook x2: Joe Simpson] I just wanna get high, high high I just wanna get high I just wanna stay high, high, high I just wanna stay high [Verse 1: Project Pat] These niggas say I smoke out too much These niggas say I pop pills too much These niggas say I drank liquor too much Ain't no such thing as too much Blunt number 8 roll up again Pass me the tab pass me the hen When I get through I'ma do it all again I'm on cloud 9 and I'm head at the 10 Is you mad or no Cali Bud on dick had to blow Smoke in my lungs blow half a bowl I'm chiefing all day if you have to know You get mad or you go [?] make it burn slow I'm mad as hell cuz my eyes real low Looking just like Bruce Lee right now You wanna be high as me right now I got a bitch that don't smoke She just rolling shit and light it up I could give a damn what anybody says I keep it on deck I ain't hiding I don't wanna come down I don't wanna come down Its hard to explain this feeling I feel But truth be told I don't even know what day it is And I just wanna get high [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 6 deuce coupe I don't ride in it unless I smoke in it first Go to sleep early, wake up early Just to get it The grind all depends on how much time you spend perfecting it But niggas always hate, come from nowhere with that extra shit Let em lie, dig they own ditch California king size Harley lay in it I'm proof that if you want it You can get it Champagne for breakfast, taste is expensive Super paid, uber escalade For my woman friends Wanna be it, gotta see it Extra lighter where my seat at Pair of nines where my feet at Brought the papers, where the weed at [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Project Pat] This shit is potent One hit of this strong I promise you will be choking Gotta stay focused I'm burning my fingers and even put out the roaches I'm just floating I'm in outer space I feel out of place when I'm high And I'm gonna stay like this til I die I'm gonna stay high, high, high, high, high Blowing shotguns to a bad bitch Throw good bucks cuz I'm mad rich They zone out on the airway They don't know shit about Babbage You must have forgot I'm a savage Marijuana my medicine I got Christmas trees it ain't Christmas town Each time I go to where I've never been My doctor said it ain't good for your lungs but its good for my mind and it keeps me calm Mary Jane she got me sprung And she had my heart since a nigga was young I don't wanna come down Its hard to explain this feeling I feel My nigga I'm throwed but truth be told I don't even know what day it is I just wanna get high