I’m Hi T-Pain (Ft. Styles P)

[Intro: T-Pain]
Yeah, man, I'll smoke with you, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm sayin' "It ain't nothin', you know what I'm sayin', it ain't shit to me
You know what I'm sayin', it's just like, I don't wanna be gettin' high
'Cause that shit be lookin' like it be havin' niggas"
You know what I'm sayin', yeah, right— believe in all, haha (Yeah)
Nah, man, I think I'm just gettin' tired though, no joke for real
What you got? Oh, you got a shisha? Or that's a Philly or what?
Oh, that's a shisha, okay, I mean, you know
Know niggas rappin' about shishas and shit don't believe in all, hahaha
Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-chall, hahaha
You know what I'm sayin'? I hit it, man roll it
Oh, you got one? Alright, man, let me hit that shit

[Verse 1: Styles P]
You can knock on my door, but ain't nobody home
I might be there, but I'm gone 'cause I'm stuck off a zone (I'm gone)
I'm half-baked like the guy on the couch
And I don't get high on my grouch, so, I puff on my line and be out
I call my roll dog to pick me up with weed, let's hit the road, dawg
You blew up with the hood rat, the fuck you break the code for?
And goddamn, I think that I'm high (I think that I'm high), too much haze
But I see my ghost pass within the blink of an eye (I see my ghost)
And my ghetto niggas know how it feel (They know how it feel)
I smoke more than a building on fire, roll more than the wheel
I get stuck like a car in the mud (I get stuck), and blow my greens out
And call my nigga T-Pain and ball us some buds
And choke 'til I think I'ma cry, oh, I think I'ma die
Nah, dawg, I just think that I'm high, shh