D.Ship - Hella High lyrics

[Intro] (A-Game, Lil Mike & Emerse) A-Game: What the fu*k, man?! Emerse: Yo, yo... chill! Lil Mike: Yo, are you alright, dude? A-Game: Dude, those f**ing flyers in the white van won't stop STARING AT ME!! Lil Mike: What the f**? Emerse: Oh, god... A-Game: HOLY sh*t MAN! I think I overdid it, guys... Emerse: Yeah, you think? A-Game: Aye, man why are we in the parking lot still?! Emerse: Yo, yo chill! A-Game: WHY ARE WE STOPPED?!?!?! Emerse: We're not stopped! We're going like 80 on the interstate, what the hell? A-Game: Oh, god man I'm tripping out Emerse: Yeah, you're tripping hard A-Game: Hooooooooly f**ing sh**, man Emerse: Yeah, yeah, you um, you need to calm down [Verse 1] (A-Game) Getting hella high, check my eyes, your boy can't drive so I need a ride I'm feeling right, but don't trip me out, this acid makes me think I'm dying These females looking hella fine in the club that I'm at, know I'm in my prime You know I'm down to party any day, and any night, at any time I'm a beast on a beat, you don't want it with me, if you f**ing with me, I'm a leave you deceased I'm in this b**h spending hella G's, my crew be rolling medical trees In the VIP with the Z.C., got your b**h with us on our K-C-I-D Everybody in this mothaf**a know my name, no security needs to see my ID Fight me if you do not like me, I used to be a straight edge, now I got a blunt I'm igniting Nightly, chilling at a party so exciting - "A-Game, are you rollin'?" I reply, "b**h I might be" Bad b**hes all around, looking for a wifey, sike I'm lying got an altered psyche From MDMA and LSD at the same time, I just do it like Nike Time to slow it down, time to wrap it up Got marijuana on the table? Break it down and roll it up Lifestyles of the rich and famous Molly is my homegirl, but acid is my main b**h [Hook] [Verse 2] (D.Ship) Blowing loud, sipping lean with 2 bad b**hes right next to me I'm on ecstasy they have s** with me, you pay for p**y I get it free ASAP I get the sack, rolling up blunts back-to-back 2 puffs, then pa** it back we twisting Zags full of hash I'm hella high getting redder eyes, turnt up my brain's fried Can't turn me down I'm too fly, I'm so high you can't see my eyes I'm in this b**h, got the Swishers lit, three chicks to accompany Ship Take each one back to the crib you know how I live, I get it in I get f**ed up, drink until I black out Smoke and sip purple sh** I'm walking on clouds Don't hesitate, no time to waste, wrapping up bags on the interstate I celebrate when I get the cake, blowing dank, switching lanes I'm a beast up on this microphone, handle my own, send you home With three bullets in your dome, my mind mad, my heart cold Stone cold k**a, blowing cigarillas Down for whatever, let's get lifted like a elevator [Hook] [Verse 3] (Emerse) I'm in this b**h getting hella high, my weed so loud it's got a battle cry And it tastes so dank it's like apple pie, and you're never gonna get with my supply This is Z.C. b**h, we ride or die, if you wanna keep up then learn to fly And if not, shut up as I pa** you by, laughing at your a** with the wicked eye I'm shifted and lifted, a little bit twisted, I swear that I'm gifted and pushing the limit Never gonna give in, always gotta get it I will keep ripping, k**ing all b**hes Chopping with the quickness, serving up the sickness, giving you the business, put you on the hit list Taking all wishes and giving you stitches, so you gonna rest in little bitty pieces