high grade

chris webby

somebody roll it up

somebody roll it up

somebody roll it up

somebody roll it up

yeah

smoking on indo

so put down the coke and the benzo's

no opiate choking your mental

let your stress go

no dress code

just breathe it and feel it

and if you can find it and need some i'll get it

got peoples who flip it

believe me

they putting more trees on the street than the week after christmas

hah

only need that shit that grow from out the ground

got the plug from collie buddz

and then we cop it by the pound

dispensaries are popping up all over town

no more law to stop me now

it's going down

yeah

no longer do we gotta hide it

or only smoke up when in private

in this recreational climate

no five-o be looking through my whip

smelling like bud at the function

no worries about your assumptions

no worries about people's judgement

and if they judge then fuck them

we puffing

start the ganja party like we tasha marley

rastafari eating calamari

too much pot to carry

i be on some other shit

roll another spliff

blast off into outer space on the mothership

fucking loving it

yeah

high grade marijuana smoking

high grade marijuana smoking

high grade marijuana smoking

high grade marijuana smoking

spliff on the tip of me tongue

marijuana smoke fill up my lungs

water bowl be the chalice i run

cali farm often carry a gun

crossing water we often do run

like jimmy cliff

ah the harder they come

lighting a spliff with a spark of me gun

highest of grades out in the sun

yeah

smoking my own strain

i got sativa cause indica's hype

i been doing my own thing

minding my business and twisting my fire

and suddenly

i see my phone rang

i keep it dizzy wright

me and webby make you feel like you in the wrong lane

turned up

living through the stone age

take you to a higher place bro

this shit's wonderful if i can say so

no hate in my heart

i let hate go

i'm on the legal marijuana payroll

can't believe this my reality

right?

i know you wanna be mad at me

but it get hard when you finding them flavors you like

you know it's fire if them haters get right

you assuming it correctly

more flavors

i'm great in the night

you can tell i'm wavy

like i'm on a jet-ski

i keep all the players in sight

giving them choices and she think it's sexy

i'm keeping it g if i'm saying it right

would you like to smoke

come impress me?

they dizzy dreaming

durban poison

and i got that strawberry cough going wesley

rocking my shades like blade

bitch

i'm still moving you suckers can't catch me

handle my business

i tell 'em i want them to send me the money directly

fuck all them people that tried to convince all my stoners that this shit was deadly

dizzy hippie only fucking with it if it's heavy 'cause man

high grade marijuana smoking

high grade marijuana smoking

high grade marijuana smoking

high grade marijuana smoking

somebody roll it up

somebody roll it up

somebody roll it up

somebody roll it up

spliff on the tip of me tongue

marijuana smoke fill up my lungs

water bowl be the chalice i run

cali farm often carry a gun

crossing water we often do run

like jimmy cliff

ah the harder they come

lighting a spliff with a spark of me gun

highest of grades out in the sun

yeah

high grade

high grade

no bush weed

no bush weed