[Intro: Shadow]

(Inhale) Can you pass me the lighter?

Yuh, 420 family, ay, ay, ay, ay (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Shadow]

It's the naughty kid, always catch me puffin' on that Hydro

The super zoots that can leave your fuckin mind blown

Eyes closed layin' on my, bed writin' tight flows

As the ceiling twirls, on my level, I'm so high though

Hi bro yes, it is very nice to meetcha

My imaginary friends always ask me for a feature

But in reality, it is actually the weed cos

I'm not really at my school just blabberin' to teachers, oops

My mistake, waiting for that tiny break

'Cause I got the munchies, and I really wouldn't mind a cake

I'm afraid to get caught flippin' like a icy skate

Plus, I don't wanna be in detention on this finer day

[Chorus: Shadow]

One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five

The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky

People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why

Man I never went to high school, I went to school high

One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five

The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky

People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why

Man I never went to high school, I went to school high

[Verse 2: Shadow]

Sittin' in the corner writin' whack raps

As the black cat, with the sticky in his backpack

God damn, did I mention I'm in math class?

Only attended because that teacher had that fat ass, why

I seedy fuck, smokin' all these different buds

Even end up chunky for a couple of those witchetty grubs

We got that best kush, nothin' but that sked bush

Cruisi'n in an all-white magnet to the next hood

P's, Q's and halves, if ya feeling risky

If not, we're packing fat zigs, yeah, we got the 50's

Trappin' ain't dead, trust me I would know by now

Anyone in Perth know a stage, yeah, I hold it down, what?

[Chorus: Shadow]

One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five

The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky

People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why

Man, I never went to high school, I went to school high

One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five

The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky

People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why

Man, I never went to high school, I went to school high

[Verse 3: Chillinit]

10th grade, when recreational herbs were lit in school

I blazed the sesh for the educational purposes

Was never learnin', was wreckin' the page and burnin' shit

And now I'm on the stage and I'm gettin' the plane with turbulence

You ain't deep, you barely makin the surfaces

You barely even surfin' or riding with any urgentness?

I'm herbulent with J's, I got shit you ain't even heard of yet

Her name was Jane but I'm hittin' it like she Bernadette

I keep a zoot, shoot the reefer in hoops

And keep a quarter of the RAW just like Khalifa with Snoop

Go speak to the youths, go ask if I'mma speakin' the truth

The B's to the booth, calm is when you speak to the dude

I went from C grade to smoking A grade but not the China Batch

Multiple divisions for calculations to buy the pack

I bust the rhythm, delivery and the timing lads

So, every single recess, the senoritas were vibing that

Smoking a spliff in the teacher's science lab

Opposites in English, no English but she be riding that

Opposites attract it's a fact, tell me where the lighters at

Rebel vomit virus and viral and getting violent lad

Come touch the stash and I'm clashin' like where the titans at

The title says it all, I be high and there's no denying that

If I keep on smoking, my vocals might collapse

Chronic got me open, I'm focused on where my mind is at

Ay, rockin' it with the recipe, I rectify the rhythm, I'm rocking kinetic energy

Electrify the women, taking shots, to the head, like I'm John F. Kennedy that bong sesh chemistry (Inhale)

Brother I'm silent I'd rather let em talk

And dote about my name while I'm grinding and chasing cheddar more

I'm on the rhythm so speaking the truth is getting raw, walking contradictions like priests with a human devil horn

I'm gone

(Fuckkkkk)