Jets nigga
Rozay
Wiz
Jets
Roll up ladies and gentleman
Spitta
[Curren$y:]
You think you got the bond cause I rolled you a joint
I smoke with all mine, baby girl whats your point
Don't front
You in the back of a long line
Trying to get in, only members inside
Trees get twisted up like fingers and gang signs
Purple kushes broke my fall
I fell from a grape vine
Super high, from the free throw line
I'm Drexler status, glide, ducking espionage
Many jealous eyes scrutinize the rise
But the jets in the house like the curtains and the blinds
It hurts to see me shine that's why they frowning all the time
In they internet videos digital see befores
Angry orangutan I'm arranging my sneakers
I'm the action on the court
You the gum stuck to the bleachers
I think I'm Paul Pierce, I think I'm Rondo
High off the headband you dying on that hydro
[Ne-Yo]
Cuz we are
We are
Super high
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
[Wiz Khalifa:]
I thought of this fresh off a bong rip
My bitch next to me, getting undressed for me
Running bath water playing her favorite songs while I get another one lit
Don't usually smoke at all but you say tonight you'll take a hit
That's understood
From the smell and bout what I paid
You know its good
Them niggas with me, they from the hood
Now we throw parties in the sky,
I'm on the 42nd floor now thats super high
Champagne, more paper planes than you could fly,
Them young niggas fail soon as they try
When the paparazzi flash
I be countin all this cash
Plottin a million and how to build a mountain out of hash, come on
[Ne-Yo]
All these cars, all these stars, all around me (Super high)
Put your eyes to the sky, that's where you'll find me (Ooh ooh ooh)
Cuz we are
We are
Super high
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Rozay!!
[Rick Ross:]
I'm gettin money no Illuminati
My pain never went in vein it's all over my body
Hit the spliff in my Mr. Bugatti
Kick it with my little homies I'm Mr. Miyagi
I gotta buy my niggas each a pound
Tweakin up, I sneak your style pass the reef around
Spittin only lethal rounds, speakers beatin down
Not talkin munchies when I say my niggas eatin now
Promoter gave me 40 thou, I think we even now
Pina colada papers, smoke the garden of eden now
Taylor gang is what we bleed about,
Jet setters in places you only read about.
[Wiz Khalifa:]
And now everywhere I go
It's so strong they ask me where I get my smoke
Bitches don't gotta guess they know
I keep one rolled up,
We can do what ever you want
Smokin pina colada papers baby girl we don't fuck with them blunts
Unless I'm with the boss
[Rick Ross:]
If your lookin for me you could find me in the Guiness book,
Only fly bitches ride with the boss take a look,
I'm super fly
I'm super high,
You gettin yours, I'm getting mine
Super high super high
Ay yo waitress, I need another bottle of that Rozay,
I need another bottle of that Rozay,
I need another bottle of that Rozay,
Just order, just order, another bottle of that rozay
Wiz
Spitta
Uhh