[Verse 1] I got a homie named Janet, say she never hit the weed Well that's kinda crazy to me 'cause I'm in love with the trees I got gas and I'm puffin' sour D's Got some cookie in the back and some triple OG n***a please, I got whatever that you want I'mma teach you how to roll it, grab a paper, roll blunt You can hit out a bong if it take too long She hit the weed and now she coughin' Hold up with my phone lil' mama geekin', and her eyes red And now she gaspin' for some air, she 'bout to drop dead And now I kick it with lil' mama every Friday We just roll 'em back to back, we just some potheads, potheads [Hook] I'm high, it ain't nothing that can bring me down We bustin' swishas and we rollin' out the pound We keep them bad b**hes and you never ever round, round But we high, it ain't nothing that can bring us down Look at them n***as that I hang around Light up the swisha, let that thing go around, round Now we high [Verse 2] Now let me tell you bout my potna man He always round the weed but he don't never hit the product He caught a couple cases, now that n***a on probation And I feel bad for him 'Cause he can't taste the sh** I'm tastin Got people thinkin' we Jamaican But we got some pretty b**hes waitin' And all they wanna do is f**in' smoke So we gon' let 'em spend the night so in the morning eggs and bacon I'm that n***a, young, rich, famous I got b**hes, actresses, models, strippers and singers You can hit 'em, you know I show love Give me a swisha, I'm tryna roll up [Hook] I'm high, it ain't nothing that can bring me down We bustin' swishas and we rollin' out the pound We keep them bad b**hes and you never ever round, round But we high, it ain't nothing that can bring us down Look at them n***as that I hang around Light up the swisha, let that thing go around, round Now we high