Get Hi - Danny Brown, B-Real

I’m blowing on some Miles

Something Kinda Blue

The kinda dope

You swear could make

Dreams come true

Sticky icky nugs

Real furry buzz

This my party pack

Call it the cotton club

Towel under the door

Hotboxing hotels

Security knocking

What’s that smell

Ornette with a fortress

Scorching frontos on porches

Torching up the purple

Got me spinning in a circle

I’m Coltrane on Soul Plane

Propane flow game

Bitches know my name from

Cancun to Spokane

Got it in my carry on

Smoke it till its all gone

No homo but yo bitch go

Tommy Dorsey on my trombone

Hit the greenery jaws go Gillespie

Have a nigga shaking like he got epilepsy

I hit it twice then i pass it to the right

Mary Jane ya be the love of my life

Say ya had a bad day

Want the stress to go away

Just rollup

Take the pain away

And get hi

Stop talking all that jazz

Every morning I wake up

First thing I roll up

Before I get the day started

First I gotta bake up

And get hi

Ya girl just left you

You just got fired

Ya car acting up

You need new tires

Your bills all late

Anyday ya phone off

Fuck it cop a 8th

Take the load off

Baby Momma tripping

Taking you to the court

They wanna lock you up

But your daughter got new Jordans

Yo landlord knocking

Her girl cock blocking

Dealing with this bullshit

Smoke up on the constant

Living in this world

Always on the edge

So to clear yo mind

Smoke one to the head

Pockets on e

Due on ya lease

Tryna chop you down

So roll up the trees

Problem of today

Smoke it to the face

It’s only for a moment

But the troubles go away

Problems of today

Smoke it to the face

It’s only for a moment

But the problems go away

Say ya had a bad day

Want the stress to go away

Just roll up

And take the pain away

And get hi

Every morning I wake up

First thing I roll up

Before I get the day started

First I gotta bake up

And get hi