Lyrics:

(Wale)
They more nothing
One two one one two
One two one one two
One two one

(Tiara)
Let's get high kill these lows
Let's get fxcked up to the bone
Blowing trees yeah we do the damn thing all the weekend weekend

Let's get up let's get down
Come wit me you'll smoke around
Beggin please don't be shy no it ain't no secret secret

(Wale)
Yeah wale

Yeah a nigga been coit (yeah)
Married to this rap shit and ya just go wit it
Oh here we go again eyes a lil lower I be four to on when I'm three one oh in it
High grade karma pass me the ganja
I swear to god I hit it like I'm garciaparra
Far from alarm I just park wit my problem I probably on a star bitch I'm farther than a martian
Pardon my absences I'm actually far out of town wit a pound
Bitch I'm parked on a comet fried
Than a mugg og kush I need another knick, starks in the garden
Holla cheech chong and florarin only get high when my lows come often

Hoes out in boston hoes out in crofton hoes in the cold if them hoes keep talking
Huh all we ask is trust all we ask is good to decorate the dutch never late for lunch never suede the uh if you killin' your lows then hunny raise up

Lets give up smoke that dro we gonna smoke till we can't no more
Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening
Let's get smacked let's get fried let's do anything you like
Huh I can't sing it tc you got it
Uh lets go

(Tiara)
Let's get high kill these lows
Let's get fxcked up to the bone
Blowing trees yeah we do the damn thing all the weekend weekend

Let's get up let's get down
Come wit me you'll smoke around
Beggin please don't be shy no it ain't no secret secret

Let's get high kill these lows
Trees yeah
All weekend
Let's get up let's get down
Boy you know I'll smoke you out
Haha no secret