[Chorus]   Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      [Verse 1 - Lil Wyte]   Im smokin on some killa kill   Yep yep Im high   Gotta do it ev'ry day   Why? Thats my lifestyle   grape cigarello filled up with good dro   Ridin down Broverly tell me what you hit fo   Come around my way better be prepared to cheif   We twist em right up out the fuckin' OZ   I be token till 6 o' clock in tha mornin'   As long as no one comes in to stop me   Im Lil Wyte the almighty good weed connoisseur   Hydro, dont ever come to ya cheap   If Im in the Memphis city streetz   Ima get the best trees   all the smack smokers can read it and weep   I lay back in the Cut   Smokin on a big blunt   Waitin on a call to get some more cronic   This shit one hit will sit cha down   have ya chokin all night ready to vomit   50 bags out tha sack in them houses mayne   Will have a pot head like me spinnin insane   Amounts of cash out these bags   of this purple kush, jack frost, and this blueberry hurricane   I got some right here ta knock ya dick in the dirt   And Im bout to pull it up out my pocket   Take it slow, dont hit it too hard   This is liable to pull ya neck   right up out its socket      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      [Verse 2 - Lil Wyte]   Ima a California dough dough   marijuana inspecta   Always in slo-mo like I been screwed   Keep me on the low low   like a private eye   When its time to get high   Ill make the call to you   Ive been keepin some good shit   Ohhh all the good shit   Give me a name and   Ill find it and blow it   If I cant locate within week   We'll get the seeds   And we'll fuckin grow it   Aint no thang to me   Pimpin' its just me   Really it all depends on the consumer   How many times have you heard of it   causin' a heart attack or givin someone a tumor   None! I said it, not a one   Zero, zilch, nodda, zero   Ill take a mothafuckin pound to the head   Ima stoner, call me the ganja hero   Laugh at what you wanna laugh at man   Crash where ever you wanna crash at man   After you hit this blunt, take a puff of this silvia   It'll put cha in the trashcan   I smoke almost everything I can inhale   like Sticky said, he's got Forbidden Fruit   I said break it down, roll it up, lite it up   Ill be the judge of this Jesus Juice      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      Break it down (Break it down)   Roll it up (Roll it up)   Lite it up (Lite it up)   Get high. get high, get high      [music plays till fade...]