Juicy J ● Gah Damn High

[Intro: Juicy J & Logic]
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up!"
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank
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[Intro: Juicy J & Logic]
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up!"
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank
Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I just keep on rollin' up, I'm so goddamn high
I got D'USSÉ in my cup, I'm so goddamn high
My prices keep on goin' up, I'm so goddamn high
She be beggin' me to fuck but I'm too goddamn high
I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high
I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high
Got a crib in the hills, I'm so goddamn high
On the PJ smokin' good cake, I'm so goddamn high

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
It's a bird, it's a plane, I'm so goddamn high
I got drugs on my brain, I'm so goddamn fried
I want blood not that green, bring the right damn kind
Nigga tried to sell me homegrown, I'm like, "Nigga, nice try"
In the club passin' weed like I'm handin' out flyers
Every time I got some new shit, they be campin' outside
Heard you talkin' all that foo shit, just don't cross the damn line
I can't stop my shooters, once I send 'em out, my hands tied (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm fly, I got more gas than an airline
Smoke with your ho and get more head than a hairdryer
You can't drink with me, smoke with me, 'cause we ain't the same kind
This shit that I'm smokin' got me twisted like gang signs

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I just keep on rollin' up, I'm so goddamn high
I got D'USSÉ in my cup, I'm so goddamn high
My prices keep on goin' up, I'm so goddamn high
She be beggin' me to fuck but I'm too goddamn high
I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high
I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high
Got a crib in the hills, I'm so goddamn high
On the PJ smokin' good cake, I'm so goddamn high

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
If that's your girlfriend, why she at my house?
If that's your girl, then why my dick in her mouth?
If that's your girl, then why she blowin' this ounce?
If that's your girl, what's all that textin' about?
If that's your girl, then why she in my DM?
If that's your girl, then why she callin' my friend?
If that's your girl, then why she bein' all cool?
If that's your girl, then why she drunk in my pool?
We get drunk, we do what we want, tell your bitch roll up
We don't trust no bitch pullin' stunts, want smoke, we pull up
We do stunts, we was in the front, my switch, hit it once
It lift up, girls, I know enough, pounds, I blow enough, yeah
I show up and show out, I show up and I show out
I show up and show out, I show up and I show out
I show up and show out, I show up and I show out
I show up and show out, I show up and I show out

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