Ski Beatz - Highed Up lyrics

[Intro] Uhh. Yeahh Rest In Peace Pimp C Fool Yeah, Uh Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be f**ed up But all my joints gon' smoke so G's gon' get highed up [Verse] f** all that sh** you talk You ain't got no Byzantine chain Chutes & Ladders, Chevy's - candy canes b**hes tangled in my slang - pilot language We a**a**inate them lames Flash my high beams Get the f** up out our lane Say Trade, I swear this sh** going how we planned it Less a couple n***as though, I ain't really trippin' though See 'em when we see 'em Send 'em bottles and a couple hoes Spread love is the Jet way All day, me and my b**h ridin' to that Biggie Up to Texas choppin' wit big Bun up out a meal ticket Real n***as from my set know I still kick it Others be like I don't f** with 'em That's why I don't f** with 'em I don't know why though, I ain't ever f** with 'em Would never do that to 'em, if I came up with 'em Well f** n***as We roll up bigger than you used to seein' Smokin' em in places you ain't used to bein' This is trill n***a season Real n***as eatin', scrap Get the scraps if we leave em Yeah [Hook] Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be f**ed up But all my joints gon' smoke so G's gon get highed up Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be f**ed up But all my joints gon' smoke so my b**hes get highed up