I Get High Lyrics - The Understanding - Memphis Bleek

All my fans askin' me an' shit 

"Yo, Bleek, what you be doin' 

On your spare time an' shit?" 

This what I do man, check how I do, yo 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Ma don't ask why, I love gettin' high 

While I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye 

While I drive down the I95 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Ma don't ask why, I love gettin' high 

While I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye 

While I drive down the I95 

I put this key in the ignition, start my V 

Take the clip out the ashtray, spark my trees 

You know that haze weed backwood roll tight 

Belvedere cranberry juice mix light 

Under 30 percent tint, ridin' bent, doin' a quarter 

Smokin' on what grow under water, my life in order 

You know I got a pocket fulla sticky 

The whole BK, light a blunt up for Biggie 

An' smokeout, I gives a fuck if you got a skateboard 

Or that new XO out, you blow the row out 

An' holla, I'mma survive or die 

I'mma ride 'coz they never take a nigga alive 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Starin' through the rear view from all the shit I survived 

An' as I ride by, I just tilt my hat 

Put the car on cruise an' roll up another sack 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Ma don't ask why, I love gettin' high 

While I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye 

While I drive down the I95 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Ma don't ask why, I love gettin' high 

While I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye 

While I drive down the I95 

You catch Bleek rollin' hay when I'm down in the Bay 

Hey, it don't stop, I light a blunt up for 'Pac 

Pop my colla, take another sip of that vodka 

Hit three wheel motion, locin' in the Impala 

On them fifty spoke with two pounds to smoke 

An' the weed come clean, no sticks, no seed 

Straight bud an' keep the car weed scented 

Mami be like, Bleek, we can't breathe in it 

Mami, keep cool, let me remove the roof 

Take a sip of that Bel've an' remove your shoes 

But ch'ya, recline, baby, smoke good lime, baby 

This the real green, out the 'High Times', baby 

We sittin' on dubs, know what that like? 

Twist enough bud, mami, get your mind right 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Ma don't ask why, I love gettin' high 

While I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye 

While I drive down the I95 

I gets high, rollin' down the I95 

Ma don't ask why, I love gettin' high 

While I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye 

While I drive down the I95 

I gets high, holla at the I95 

Holla at the bar, I can't lie 

Holla at the bar, I puff lye 

When I drive down the I95 

G'yeah niggas, y'all know 

Holla at me 

Smoke one with cha, dawg