[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & Daz Dillinger]
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Yeah, nigga I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
(Pass the weed Snoop)
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I'm high off that KK and Gin
Still feelin' like my prime, so you know I get it in
Take your bottom bitch, make her twirl, makе her spin
Loose Crips, blue Crips, takе the Dogg for the weed
I'm on another level, still leveled-up (hey)
Trophy on the West, nigga medal up
Whole compound full of whips, get your pedals up
I'm getting drunk with my cousin, bottle to the face
Runnin' marathons, I ain't gotta race
Still doin' 60 in a neighborhood, that's residential
All my cars tatted up, yeah that's Presidential
So we gon' sip and smoke good 'cause we all official
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Yeah, nigga I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
(Pass the weed Snoop)
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I'm high off that KK and Gin
Still feelin' like my prime, so you know I get it in
Take your bottom bitch, make her twirl, makе her spin
Loose Crips, blue Crips, takе the Dogg for the weed
I'm on another level, still leveled-up (hey)
Trophy on the West, nigga medal up
Whole compound full of whips, get your pedals up
I'm getting drunk with my cousin, bottle to the face
Runnin' marathons, I ain't gotta race
Still doin' 60 in a neighborhood, that's residential
All my cars tatted up, yeah that's Presidential
So we gon' sip and smoke good 'cause we all official
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