Stay High (feat. Mod Sun)

[Hook: G-Eazy]
Ridin through the city, rollin' up sticky
bad [bad word] with me and we both getting trippy
Man I'm sippin on brown, 'till I might drown
I'm high and I'm never comin 'down
Stay high all day (x2) [bad word] around and stay high all day
Stay high all day

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Say you love me, is that true?
Told her if it's that real get a tattoo
Maybe this [bad word] is who I come back to
Maybe this beat is too chill to rap to
Riding with Bonita smoking reefer
She ain't heard of you I ain't heard of you neither
Blowin' up gettin money and they hate it
No job so I'm chillin' gettin faded
Think I'm 'bout to go pick up a zippy I'm just -

[Hook: G-Eazy]

[Verse 2: Mod Sun]
And now I'm floatin' off my city, rollin' up sticky
Got a gypsy with me and we both gettin' trippy (trippy mane)
I'm face a whole pot and then refill the roach quickly?
(Seal the zag with kief dust,) call that thing pixie
She got me feeling straight up, out the 50's
You would think my life is made up, it’s so [bad word] nifty
And I'm lookin' extra spiffy tryin' to get lifty
Step up in the room they hittin' go up back and then re-dip me?
Been in love with weed since the first time I smelled it
Wanted it for free but karma wouldn't let me sell it
Got my first and only job just so I could afford it
But that didn't fit the schedule of skateboarding and recording
Put my hours in now I got a job tourin'
Where we get free oz's when the land is foreign
(Thank you for that)
It's safe to say that we live that life
All these people keep sayin', "Man it must be nice"
And I'm just -

[Hook: G-Eazy]