High Grade lyrics - The Yutes & Curren$y

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more

We came from nothin, came so far

Link up the plug on the herb farm

Tell him that I'm gonna need the greens

Cuz 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 world star,

I cannot leave all my people they know that I'm with them foreal

Ain't none of these niggas my equal if you'r not grinding foreal yeah

Cuz I'm high like a space ship

Go where ever it's takes me

My heart never racing (yea aye)

Suh tell dem fi free it

Tell dem nuh cease it

The people dem need it (yea aye)

The feeling amazing it takes me some places (yea yea yea yea yeaaaa)

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more

So much it's all in a U-Haul truck

Gotta have strong arms to roll up (roll up)

20 joints a day ain't enough (ain't enough)

We finna roll us a hundred bruh (a hundred bruh)

Andretti OG all I puff

Don't pass me none of that other stuff

Although maybe once or twice a day

Might burn on that London pound cake

The homie Berner came through and he blazed the place

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 (all the same)

Them niggas you with is all kind of lame (all kind of lame)

Beauty chains they should be ashamed

Outside smoking on my own strain

My nigga you got to own thangs

Studying high, got high grades

High prices I paid for the nicer thangs

High rise up there with the planes

Sleep in the cloud though it's loud

We don't hear a thang

When them broke boys complain (complain)

Got chrome and candy paint

Art show on the interstate (yeah)

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more

Yea 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

N this shit I'm smoking on worth every dollar

is like every plane, come with a saga (saga ya)

Cuz it be a movie nigga (nigga)

Clouds coming out of the room (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

Riding around with the blue cheese

One call I pull up if you need

I do not fuck with no 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)

n that ain't gon change like stainless steel (still)

We in the truck getting faded still

don't blow my high when we came to chill

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more

Yea we smoking high grade (yeah yeah yeah)

We got so much more