lirik lagu tai cheeba - high too long
[intro]
it’s cheeba
they wanna know
they wanna know
they wanna know
[chorus: tai cheeba & cj fly]
they wanna know how high i been (i been)
cuz i been high way too long (too long)
a n-gga been smoking strong (too strong)
still going strong (still going)
they wanna know how high i been (i been)
cuz i been high way too long (too long)
a n-gga been smoking strong (too strong)
still going strong (still going)
[verse 1: tai cheeba]
sh-t is fire so you can go throw it right on a pedestal
level you, kick it up a notch, pull a lever too
and if you feeling down it’ll better you
i’m never plain jane, i got several
and i could start a practice with this medical
i hit the broccoli and then i turn into a vegetable
please don’t try and tell me ’bout these trees
cuz i’m black but i never f-ck with those white keys
[verse 2: cj fly]
everyone knows that i don’t f-ck with c0ke
don’t put sh-t in my nose, still familiar with dope
y’all baby lungs, y’all n-ggas don’t want no smoke
one hit of the l, tai this roll made me float
i woke up and rolled up one more blunt, i’m so stuck
my eyes so d-mn low that i can’t keep my focus
might fall back-a-sleep, glad they got this new sofa
if you can’t relate, then you not a real smoker
[chorus: tai cheeba & cj fly]
they wanna know how high i been (i been)
cuz i been high way too long (too long)
a n-gga been smoking strong (too strong)
still going strong (still going)
they wanna know how high i been (i been)
cuz i been high way too long (too long)
a n-gga been smoking strong (too strong)
still going strong (still going)
[verse 3: tai cheeba]
can someone please cut me some fronto
no more fronting i need it like pr-nto
every time i roll up they like bravo
this a work of art, i feel like pablo
getting way too high until my eyes close
f-ck an eighth, we gon’ smoke at least five o’s
don’t want sour, i need the gelato
only talking terps, you know the motto
[verse 4: cj fly]
it’s either that or the jet pack
smoking too much i think i might cut back
f-ck that, n-ggas try p-ssing me joints
i can’t hit cuz their buds wack
only smoking on the finest
always ask me where’d i find this
crush with my hands, f-ck a grinder
i’m like a pyro, i stay with the fire
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