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Curren$y - High Grade Lyrics



Curren$y - High Grade Lyrics
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[ Featuring The Yutes ]

Yes, smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more

We came from nothin, came so far
Link up the plug by the herb farm
Tell him, say, "I'm gonna need the greens"
'Cause him know seh it keep the world calm
We use to use dream and watch the stars
Them know the yutes, they know who we are
We came from nothin turn it to sumn put that on
I cannot leave all my people they know that I'm with them foreal (I'm wit them forreal)
Ain't none of these niggaz my equal if you ain't grinding foreal, yeah (ain't grinding forreal)
'Cause I'm high like a space ship (a space ship)
Go where ever it's takes me (take me)
My heart never racin', yeah aye (racin')
Suh tell dem fi free it (free it)
Tell dem nuh cease it (cease it)
The people dem need it, yeah aye (need it)
The feeling amazing (amazing) it takes me some places (places)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yes, smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more (aye, huh)

So much it's all in a U-Haul truck
Gotta have strong arms to roll up (to roll up)
Twenty joints a day ain't enough (ain't enough)
We finna roll us a hundred bruh (a hundred bruh)
Andretti OG all I puff (it's all I puff)
Don't pass me none of that other stuff (no, no)
Although maybe once or twice a day (twice a day)
Might burn on that London pound cake (my sugar) (pound)
The homie Berner came through and he blazed the place (bam)
I got some in my suitcase (suitcase)
I got a mill 'cause I signed my name (signed my name)
Rap game, dope game, all the same (it's all the same)
Them niggas you with is all kind of lame (all kind of lame)
Beauty chains they should be ashamed (be ashamed)
Outside smoking on my own strain (own strain)
My nigga you got to own thangs (got to own thangs)
Studying high, got high grades (high grades)
High prices I paid for the nicer thangs (nicer things)
High-rise up there with the planes (with planes)
Sleep in the cloud though it's loud (loud)
We don't hear a thang (we don't hear a thang)
When them broke boys complain (when the broke boys complain)
Got chrome and candy paint (chrome and candy paint)
Art show on the interstate, yeah (watch me, yo)

Yes, smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more

Guh fi the grabba that we need a lotta
Fi touch the street but mi can't even botha (botha)
Can't even sleep, if it nuh propa (propa)
Givenchy jeans, with the bank robba (robba)
Up in that thot got her calling me poppa
I just got a whip just for chasing the gwala
An' this shit I'm smoking on worth every dollar
Is like every plane, come with a saga, saga ya (my sugar)
'Cause it be a movie nigga
Clouds coming out of the room
So high up I got me a seat on the moon nigga
Tell 'em legalize it soon, that's word to the government straight from the yutes, nigga (yutes)
Riding around with the blue cheese (blue cheese)
One call I pull up if you need
I do not f*ck with no goofy (goofy)
I got some rock round my neck for real (forreal)
Remember when I smoke the blue dream
French inhaling I felt the chills (felt the chills)
Smoking before I could pay the bills (bills)
An' that ain't gon change like stainless steel (steel)
We in the truck getting faded still
Don't blow my high when we came to chill (my sugar)

Yes, smoking high grade
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more

My sugar
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Yes, smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more

We came from nothin, came so far
Link up the plug by the herb farm
Tell him, say, "I'm gonna need the greens"
'Cause him know seh it keep the world calm
We use to use dream and watch the stars
Them know the yutes, they know who we are
We came from nothin turn it to sumn put that on
I cannot leave all my people they know that I'm with them foreal (I'm wit them forreal)
Ain't none of these niggaz my equal if you ain't grinding foreal, yeah (ain't grinding forreal)
'Cause I'm high like a space ship (a space ship)
Go where ever it's takes me (take me)
My heart never racin', yeah aye (racin')
Suh tell dem fi free it (free it)
Tell dem nuh cease it (cease it)
The people dem need it, yeah aye (need it)
The feeling amazing (amazing) it takes me some places (places)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yes, smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more (aye, huh)

So much it's all in a U-Haul truck
Gotta have strong arms to roll up (to roll up)
Twenty joints a day ain't enough (ain't enough)
We finna roll us a hundred bruh (a hundred bruh)
Andretti OG all I puff (it's all I puff)
Don't pass me none of that other stuff (no, no)
Although maybe once or twice a day (twice a day)
Might burn on that London pound cake (my sugar) (pound)
The homie Berner came through and he blazed the place (bam)
I got some in my suitcase (suitcase)
I got a mill 'cause I signed my name (signed my name)
Rap game, dope game, all the same (it's all the same)
Them niggas you with is all kind of lame (all kind of lame)
Beauty chains they should be ashamed (be ashamed)
Outside smoking on my own strain (own strain)
My nigga you got to own thangs (got to own thangs)
Studying high, got high grades (high grades)
High prices I paid for the nicer thangs (nicer things)
High-rise up there with the planes (with planes)
Sleep in the cloud though it's loud (loud)
We don't hear a thang (we don't hear a thang)
When them broke boys complain (when the broke boys complain)
Got chrome and candy paint (chrome and candy paint)
Art show on the interstate, yeah (watch me, yo)

Yes, smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more

Guh fi the grabba that we need a lotta
Fi touch the street but mi can't even botha (botha)
Can't even sleep, if it nuh propa (propa)
Givenchy jeans, with the bank robba (robba)
Up in that thot got her calling me poppa
I just got a whip just for chasing the gwala
An' this shit I'm smoking on worth every dollar
Is like every plane, come with a saga, saga ya (my sugar)
'Cause it be a movie nigga
Clouds coming out of the room
So high up I got me a seat on the moon nigga
Tell 'em legalize it soon, that's word to the government straight from the yutes, nigga (yutes)
Riding around with the blue cheese (blue cheese)
One call I pull up if you need
I do not f*ck with no goofy (goofy)
I got some rock round my neck for real (forreal)
Remember when I smoke the blue dream
French inhaling I felt the chills (felt the chills)
Smoking before I could pay the bills (bills)
An' that ain't gon change like stainless steel (steel)
We in the truck getting faded still
Don't blow my high when we came to chill (my sugar)

Yes, smoking high grade
We got so much more
Yeah, we smoking high grade, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got so much more

My sugar
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Writer: Adidja Palmer, Dane Johnson, Wayne Mitchell
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Performed By: Curren$y
Featuring: The Yutes
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Adidja Palmer, Dane Johnson, Wayne Mitchell

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