High

High, High, High (yeah)

High, High, High, (yeah)

High (yeah), High (yeah), High (yeah)

High, High, High
(It's B, O, B, O, B, O, B.o.B)

Haha

So high

What's beneath me I can't even call it, high
Like ticket holders when the seasons started

It ain't much to say when actions speak for themselves

So just the fact that I'm in this mother f**ker means I'm balling

So next time you take shots, keep an extra cartridge

Niggas handcuffing hos like the police department (haha)
You think you're flying but you're really falling
You just ain't hit the concrete yet
Nigga you stalling
They say pop means being popular to the population

So excuse me for being the topic of your conversation

I just keep banging verses and rocking your mom's braces

What you blaze in a week, pshh, that's what I start my day with
My cheque's worth more than your neck worth
I got a network about the size of the next earth

I'm laid up

So much head that my neck hurt
I'm living the dream, I never once wet the bed first, ya dig?
So what should I do with so much hate? Well f**k it
I've turn crabs in a bucket to a buffet
And beef to a full-a
That's a full course entre
And girl I turn that avocado to some guacamole

So Spanish girls ol

We can skip the foreplay
Roll up some good hays and stay high for four days

We can do it four ways
Left, right, up, down
My cup runneth over, but I won't put my cup down
You haters cheerleading while I'm out here running touchdowns

But I won't be rundown, I run shit, you run down
Thread it, blowing whistles like "Please get sun down"
Meanwhile I'm globetrotting from sun up to sun down

But still I'm straight
Penthouse stuff, all kinds of specs
No time to play
Cos I know they don't want me on top, anchovies

But still I'm blazed
So many trees, don't need no shade
Living that step life
I think my passport needs more space

Haha

Yeah

It's B, O, B, O, bitch

Haha

So long
Don't get mad when your girl come up to me in public like ("hi")
Hahaha
Just keep it moving bra

All you haters, I don't even want to hear no ("hi")

(aha)
I don't even know why I got smoke for man,

It's like, it's like I just can't even get (high), not even a little bit (high) at all!

Ahaha
But still man, you know how I do it
Grand Hustle in the building

Yo, T.I.P coming home soon so you know its apolom

(hahaha)

Yo, I'm gone, feelin gogi