"High Life (CC3)" lyrics

Karlos got that juice

I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high (It's that nigga Nina with the nina)
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, uh (Kush gang, bitch)

I get so high it's like I'm standin' on a cliff
The day I die, they should roll my ashes in a spliff
Crop Circle, all the stoner niggas love me
Plus I know most the best growers in the country
Put some flavours in the sky, it's tradition
Smoke weed, start seein' shit in high definition
These niggas don't grow, where's the proof
Last time there was a blizzard, I didn't have no snow on my roof, uh
I'm in the crop house workin'
First nigga to have Cali packs, started crowdsurfin' (It's in the Guiness book)
Used to supply Nines, now me and Crop Cat should be on the cover of [?]

I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high (It's that nigga Nina with the nina)
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high, uh (Kush gang, bitch)
Karlos got that juice

Me and YK used to traffic yay, feds was tappin' on my phones way before Apple Pay
Movin' onto TV 'cause rapping's gettin' borin'
Treat her like a snooze button, tap her in the mornin'
Niggas say I changed, you know the maddest thing?
I've alway been around the same circle like the Saturn ring
I wasted all that money on fresh jewels, it's crew cut
Like Terry Crews, I'm makin' chess moves, uh
I iced out her arm and even though that shit looks nice, it's haram
Me and my nigga Dell in Dubai on the Palm
When I re-up, I got cranes in the sky, like salaam
It's Nines