High – Tory Lanez

Standing there looking at you from a long way
Passing me notes sayin’ let’s get gone
Class in session while we’re in the hallway
Skip this class, let’s get gone

I’m rollin’ this blunt up, baby
But touchin’ your body feels like I’m high
Keep rollin’ that weed up, baby
But touchin’ your body feels like I’m high

And I ain’t here giving this shit to nobody
This feeling that feels electrifying
I can feel it, baby, would you let me ride?
Feel it, baby, you on my mind

I’m rollin’ this blunt up, baby
But touchin’ your body feels like I’m high
Keep rollin’ that weed up, baby (Baby)
But touchin’ your body feels like I’m high

Take my money, take my time
I’ve been off these streets, all damn night
Now it’s time I get back to you
And this is what we’ll do

I’m rollin’ this blunt up, baby
But touchin’ your body feels like I’m high
Keep rollin’ that weed up, baby
But touchin’ your body feels like I’m high

[Tory Lanez:] Yo what’s up bro
Yo, Fargo
[Tory Lanez:] What’s the deal
I need you to pull up to the set ASAP
[Tory Lanez:] Shit nigga I’m with my shawty right now, you can’t call me back?
[Tory’s girl:] Uh, yeah
Nah, that’s gone have to wait. You remember that house we hit up on the east side?
[Tory Lanez:] Yeah Chino’s crib, what about it
Yeah, well niggas came to the block and shot the lil homie up. So we need you to pull up to the set, right now
[Tory Lanez:] Look bro, niggas wasn’t trying get nobody get hurt out in this motherfucker. We went to the house dog, we hit the house the shit ain’t go right my nigga. I got out of it one time, I told ya’ll niggas I’m tryin’ do this music shit. Why the fuck am I gon bring myself back into this shit?
Music? Nigga fuck music. Look nigga, you either pull up to the block, come see us, or we gon come see you. You choose
[Tory’s girl:] Nah you’re not going nowhere. You’re not, like you’re not
[Tory Lanez:] Man, I gotta go