Quez (of Travis Porter) - High Tymes Lyrics
(Verse)I got a homie named Janet, say she never hit the weedWell that’s kinda crazy to me cuz I’m in love with the treesI got gas and I’m puffin sour D’sGot some cookie in the back and some triple OGNigga please, I got whatever that you wantI’mma teach you how to roll it, grab a paper roll bluntYou can hit out a bong if it take too longShe hit the weed and now she coughinHold up with my phone lil mamaGeekin, and her eyes redAnd now she gaspin for some air, she bout to drop deadAnd now I kick it with lil mama every FridayWe just roll em back to back, we just some potheads, potheads(Hook)I’m high, it ain’t nothing that can bring me downWe bustin swishas and we rollin out the poundWe keep them bad *****es and you never ever round, roundBut we high, it ain’t nothing that can bring us downLook at them niggas that I hang aroundLight up the swisha, let that thing go around, roundNow we high(Verse)Now let me tell you bout my potna manHe always round the weed but he don’t never hit the productHe caught a couple cases, now that nigga on probationAnd I feel bad for himCuz he can’t taste the shit I’m tastinGot people thinkin we jamaicanBut we got some pretty *****es waitinAnd they all wanna is *****in smokeSo we gon let em spend the night so in the morning eggs & baconI’m that nigga, young, rich, famousI got *****es, actresses, models, strippers & singersYou can hit em, you know I show loveGive me a swisha, I’m tryna roll up(Hook)I’m high, it ain’t nothing that can bring me downWe bustin swishas and we rollin out the poundWe keep them bad *****es and you never ever round, roundBut we high, it ain’t nothing that can bring us downLook at them niggas that I hang aroundLight up the swisha, let that thing go around, roundNow we high
