The Yutes - High Grade lyrics
Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more We came from nothin, came so far Link up the plug on the herb farm Tell him that I'm gonna need the greens Cuz him know seh it keep the world calm We use to use dream and watch the stars Them know the yutes they know who we are We came from nothin turn it to sumn put that on world star, I cannot leave all my people they know that I'm with them foreal Ain't none of these ni**as my equal if you'r not grinding foreal yeah Cuz I'm high like a space ship Go where ever it's takes me My heart never racing (yea aye) Suh tell dem fi free it Tell dem nuh cease it The people dem need it (yea aye) The feeling amazing it takes me some places (yea yea yea yea yeaaaa) Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more So much it's all in a U-Haul truck Gotta have strong arms to roll up (roll up) 20 joints a day ain't enough (ain't enough) We finna roll us a hundred bruh (a hundred bruh) Andretti OG all I puff Don't pass me none of that other stuff Although maybe once or twice a day Might burn on that London pound cake The homie Berner came through and he blazed the place I got some in my suitcase (suitcase) I got a mill cause I signed my name (signed my name) Rap game, dope game, all the same (all the same) Them ni**as you with is all kind of lame (all kind of lame) Beauty chains they should be ashamed Outside smoking on my own strain My ni**a you got to own thangs Studying high, got high grades High prices I paid for the nicer thangs High rise up there with the planes Sleep in the cloud though it's loud We don't hear a thang When them broke boys complain (complain) Got chrome and candy paint Art show on the interstate (yeah) Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more Guh fi the grabba that we need a lotta Fi touch the street but mi can't even botha (botha) Can't even sleep, if it nuh propa (propa) Givenchy jeans, with the bank robba (robba) Up in that thot got her calling me poppa I just got a whip just for chasing the gwala N this sh*t I'm smoking on worth every dollar is like every plane, come with a saga (saga ya) Cuz it be a movie ni**a (ni**a) Clouds coming out of the room (room) so high up I got me a seat on the moon ni**a Tell em legalize it soon that's word to the government straight from the yutes ni**a Riding around with the blue cheese One call I pull up if you need I do not fu*k with no goofy I got some rock round my neck for real (forreal) Remember when I smoke the blue dream French inhaling I felt the chills (felt the chills) Smoking before I could pay the bills (bills) n that ain't gon change like stainless steel (still) We in the truck getting faded still don't blow my high when we came to chill Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah) We got so much more