[Hook]
Please don't blow my high
Please don't blow my high
Please don't, please don't
[Verse 1: Steve Ricks]
So gone, I'm so far gone
Lights out
But I'm turned on
By this lil mama
With a bump behind
And the herb is nice
Girl, get the grinder
Twisting and turning
She crushing a bit
Tucking and rolling
She give it a lick
Give her more skunk
So she roll some more spliff
Time to ignite
And I tell her to
Rocket
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Steve Ricks]
Yea
I'ma tall skinny n**uh
With a stressed swag
Go and warn people that
The beast back
Try to sleep on me and feel
My jet lag
Led by oneee
Followed by all
StressGods
We unite
So divided
We....
Fall
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Steve Ricks]
n***a so cold
You need a steep tech
f** with the dog
Man I eat cats
n***a drive fast
While he lane switch
Better stay in your lane b**h
Cause I came with
My team trick
So don't make me David Blaine
sh**
*inhales*
f** you and who you
Came
With
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Steve Ricks]
This isn't meant to be lyrical
s** my dick
Take it literal
All the sh** that you talk is unbearable
Smoking the on gas, I breathe fire
Hoes n**uhs get no reply
Such things would f** up my high
You at Look me in my eyes
And you would see I
Harvest a soul that is black
Looking for weed, you call black
Looking for me, you see black
Space
Up, up and away