Last night, I got hella high Me and gang, we was in the sky
Bad bitch called me over Skype Asking me if she could slide
Told her boo, come on through then In the coupe, hit like 210
Break her down like Derozen Then I'ma pass her to my homie
Yeah, we smoke all day and night Bitch, bust it down just to get high
Roll a blunt, roll it up New drink, pour me up
Hide my feelings in my cup I put my heart up in that blunt
She said, baby, you so cold Told that bitch stick to code
Last night, I got hella high Me and gang, we was in the sky
Bad bitch called me over Skype Asking me if she could slide