Yeah, yeah
Touch my face and tell me if it's real
Cause right now I'll be flowing
And homies thinking you laced but I know that you just potent
And choking midway through conversations
You laughing think I'm joking
When I say you the finest strain I've had the pleasure of smoking
My aromatherapist
Your fragrance yes it be that loud
Taking all your vibrations now you filtering through my sound
Once you touch my lips I'm gone
Had me all up in the clouds
Don't know what you put me on but I ain't ever coming down
Elevated to Olympus height
Young God can you see my light
Medicated by latest right
Got a sick cast and I waste ice
So I breathe it in puff all night
Never had one like this before
Room all black with neon tops
You grip my back we both so
High
Stare at the fan had sand on my chest
She seems to be still missing her dress
Piece on the floor and my keys on the desk
I'ma leave what's next
I dip on a quick little way to a text
But I just can't yet be so conflicted
Thoughts of leaving make me feel constricted
Symptoms of what I believe to be some new form of addiction
Damn that's strong
Look at the bomb
Only one night but it felt so long
Trying to play how I feel when the daylight hit her face
I'm crying aww
Got me in trance
What can I say
Been a while since I felt this way
Hushing it up didn't mean to stay
But when it's time to win she say my name
You got me so high
I'll tell you how you make me feel
Girl you got me so high
Nothing round me feeling real
Mm-mmm-mmm-mm-mm
Nothing round me feeling real
You got me so high
Nothing round me feeling real
Except for you-oo