Lyrics:

(I Can't Read)
(I Got Five On It)
(I Got Five On It Too My Niggas)
(You Smokin' Nigga?)
Nah, I Ain't Smokin'
(Nigga Come On, Just Hit The Fuckin' Blunt)
Nah, Ya'll Know I Don't Smoke Man
(This Nigga Never Wanna Smoke)
I'm High Off Life Nigga
(We Should Hotbox It)
(Straight-Edge Ass Nigga)
I'm Good Man
(Fuck It, If You Ain't Gonna Fuckin' Smoke Nigga, Just, Just Rap For Us Nigga)
Alright, I Can Hotbox It
Yo, Yo, Look

I'm Tyler, Mr. Green Hat, Pro-Abortion Anti-Clean Rap
Fuck Your Blog Opinion And Your Feedback
My Self-Respect I Leave That In The Lost And Found
Where The Black Girls Get Their Weaves Back, Awesome I Achieve That
Mini, Blasting 'You're A Jerk' In Some Fucking Yellow Skinnies
Looking Like A Fucking Faggot, Bouncing 'round The House Trying To Find An Easy Way To Rape Minnie
Bet You Thirty Dollars You Find Her Like Cartman Found Kenny, Dead
I Like My Girls Smart, Skinny, Kinda Pop Tart When I Bite Into Them Red
I'm A Self-Racist, You Should Tape This, Ask Sarah, I'm The Rapist
I'm A Fascist, Fuck Fashion, Gucci Belts Is For Them Faggots
My Hat Is By Jabbia, And If You Got A Fucking Problem With The Future
You Can Get A Death Wish Just Like Atiba
Fuck The Biz Apparent, Odd Future Errant
I'm Watching The Berrics Getting Head From Someone's Parent
Blind Fucking Hate Inside My Heart, Guaranteed That I'm Sharing
In The Force With The Cyclops Staring
I'm Flying On A Beaver, You're A Disbeliever So Don't Ask For No Motherfuckin' Ride When You See Us
Swim Right Past You, The Shit-List Said That I'm Nutty Such A Cashew
'cause I Jack Off With Dish Soap And Smell Gas Fumes
Permanent Brain Damage Similar To Tattoos
The Shit, You Can Mention Me If Anybody Ask You
Kill The Jungle, Let The Cats Loose
You Didn't See Me Here If Someone Ask You

(That Nigga Got Off)
Hodgy Beats

''hodgy Beats:''
I Want To Feel Her In Every Way
Mary Jane Keeps Me High Like Every Day
Bong, Vaporizer In The Sack Now
Stuck In My High, Afraid Of Heights, I'm Trapped
Buy A Swisher For A Dollar Or Two Blunt Wraps
Roll It Up And Ensure That Everything's Fat
She Ain't Got Time To Try And Relieve Ya
But She'll Get All In Your Head, Sativa

''mike G:''
We Grind, These Niggas Asking For Some Promo
We Sit Back, Observe, Stacking Hella Box Logos
Square Circle Jerks Starting Of Moshpit
Preaching To The Poets, I'm An Of Prophet
No Less Profit, Fiened When We Drop Shit
Convertible Coupe, Bitches Scream When They Tops Split
It's That Crack, Give You Something To Sell
Put These Bitches On Lock Down, Something Like Jail
Thought She Hot I Swear, Probably Rougher Than Hell
And She Ain't Gay, But The Only Thing She Like Is Fucking Chanel
Light Skinned Women, All Sex Everything
Think We Can Fit Ten In, Bowls Packed With Everything
Everything That We Call Flight, Living Life
This Is Everything That We Call Hype
I'm Everything That They Call Nice
She In Colors And Shit, She Off That Northern Lights, Right
Intimidated By Niggas You Can't Be
I'm A G, And This Is Something You Can't See
Top Ranked, Number One My Son
And She Looking For Them Trees, Baby We Got Some
And Stay Focused On The Women And You Get Less Done
It's Ironic 'cause I Always Hear You Talking About One
Them Other Niggas Smoke, They Ain't This High
How High? Nigga, Higher Than The Kites They Fly

You're High As Fuck, Damn