Overhigh

Weed is usually smoked, but it can also be mixed in food and brew too

When you smoke marijuana, you'll feel mellow, relaxed and generally happy

You may feel very hungry, a phenomenon known as the munches

But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion

You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good

Right, when the dour's in the system, you know how we do it

Keep puffin' and twistin', that's how we be feelin'

I'ma chief my bud, papers, no blunts

Dip in the zip and then dump, you only live life once, right?

Head to Long Beach with my ni's, I don't do the pills

Hit my brodie Raulphie, know he got the kill

No, he keep that potent, shit you wanna keep tokin'

Type of shit, you take one hit, and your sweat glance opens

Pupils tear up, mouth get caked up

And you dyin' for a drink of water

Paranoia have shorty trippin', askin' questions

Like we gave her somethin' different, this just bud, ma

Get that ho some visine, she used to puffin' Mal Green

And we on that Irene

I smoke big, that's my preference

Lil' nigga, hang tight, follow directions, DZA

(What did he do? He smoke)

Right

It's Mr. Chief Highly, no seeds in my chronic

So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh

(But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion)

(You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good)

No seeds in my chronic

So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh

You wanna roll up a leaf, love? Well, do your thing, ma

In the stash, I got some hash and some kief as well

She said she usually don't smoke on the first date

But since it's her birthday, it's okay, sweet

So I commence to rollin' up, only papers when I'm scrollin' up

Mama, put away the swisher sweets

There's certain rules you gotta follow when you smoke with me

Especially if I invite you over to smoke for free

Number one, potency is key

Before we get to three, here is number two, this is what we do

That one there for me, this one here for you

I know the tree sticky like superglue

A few hits and you'll be floatin' right up out your shoes

Mama take a breather

I know you're used to the midsts, this that great sativa

We gettin' high, passin' time off at sandy beaches

So high they cannot reach us, oh

(What did he do? He smoke)

Right

It's Mr. Chief Highly, no seeds in my chronic

So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh

(But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion)

(You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good)

No seeds in my chronic (yeah)

So breathe, mami (yeah), this is good weed, mami, oh (Q!)

Fresh off my meditation, Philly is full of sticky

Gangsta and former hippy but first to be alone

And while with Shipes, homie break down a dutchie

Mickey let's twist a 50, call that bitch Biggie Biggie

Marijuana clouds, we sittin' on

With too much weed to hide, smellin' in my neighbour's home

Marijuana clouds, we sittin' on

Me and my lungs Cheech and Chongin'

All in the morning before breakfast

In bed and maybe some head, just a little (tweak of that tweak)

Got me feelin' I'm at my peak, but I'm um (smoke an eighth)

And save some, early mornin' wake n' bake 'em (peace)

As-salamu alaykum, this feelin' right here's amazin'

(So), we gettin' blow, legalize dro and uhh slangin' hoes

You know I'm P.I.M.P.-ology, reality, you niggas not fly nor high as me

(What did he do? He smoke)

Right

It's Mr. Chief Highly, no seeds in my chronic

So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh

(But as your high continues, you might experience paranoia or confusion)

(You'll notice an increased heart rate and a loss of good)

No seeds in my chronic

So breathe, mami, this is good weed, mami, oh