Get Higher

[Intro Skit] Pastor Clever: Can I talk to you for a minute Mrs. Parker? Smokey: I told you. The weed be letting you know... [Intro: RÄLÏ] (I guess... I'll make up some shit) If you get high, I don't see how you couldn't like this [Verse I: RÄLÏ] Stop what you're doing, everybody get a look at this My flow so sharp, make a nigga wanna slit his wrist Heads bob when I, find a beat and then I kill the shit Fuck that bitch too? That's another on my bucket-list I'm high Rolling blunts Smoking dubs Going up Blowed as fuck Who are you? No one tough Making change Taking dames Breaking bank Banging bass Puffing dank Niggas ain't who they say Right? [Chorus: RÄLÏ] So I gotta get my money up? So I gotta get my money up So I gotta get my money up? So I gotta get my money up So I gotta get my money up? So I gotta get my money up So I gotta get my money up? So I gotta get my money up [Verse II: RÄLÏ] April, May, June, July Summertime, Anytime Twenty-Four-Seven Three-Sixty-Five Oh my God On my grind all the time Getting high Blowing smoke to the sky Living life [Verse III: RÄLÏ] So hot that the sun wanna fight me So hot that your girl wanna ride me Stand back, or get checked like a Nike So fly I don't know where the ground be Two bitches: bad betties Two feelings: mad, ready You niggas ain't ready [Verse IV: RÄLÏ] These niggas in the rap game They all just actors Killing niggas in the rap game Bringing back cadavers She say I hit, it give her back pain Say she wanna have my last name Schooling niggas in the rap game? I just got my Master's! Codename: RÄLÏ Yo girl, I be Inside, all week Stroking nicely Smoking my weed Sipping Iced Tea Lï [Outro] So I gotta get my money up? So I gotta get my money up So I gotta get my money up? So I gotta get my money up Can it get like this? Can it get like this? Can it get like this? I'm the shit like this!