High School (feat. Snoop Dogg)

Big Mac, Big Sack, Like This, Like That

Big Man on Campus, I’ll be Right Back

Like Mike, Like Max, My Life, My Fight

Menace

Mo’ business in the beginning

But hoes stupid

But ended up bein a chemist

24/7, Dev, my nigga committed

Classmates

Ended up as my roll dog

I showed him how to live

How to ball till we fall

Harder it is, make you much smarter dog

Follow instructions, changed up the dialogue

Manifest, no stress

Life is a big test

Will you fail? Or will you pass?

Smoke grass, trim trees

Tryin to find some air to breath

Messed up, please baby, baby please

Diplomas, Gowns, Caps and Degrees

These are necessities

In life ya need

Some gone and did it

Focus, Committed

15 years later, the year a nigga finally did it

Now who’s to say in life is up, slow down?

And when you get up, you gotta get down.

And when you get up, look around

And don’t frown on the ones that down

Just give ‘em a hand

It’s like mix and fixin up pots and pans

Listen up, I’m poppin up like rockin the band

No playin, all from the heart to the hand

We gon roll it, smoke it, and do it again.

I’m the apprentice

Back on my pimp shit

Roll it, puff it, now give it to him

Physical fitness

Smokin’ relentless

Nouns and pronouns, they make up my sentence

High School days. Blowin on the purple haze

High School days. Blowin on the purple haze

And you know everywhere that we go if it’s there for its Mac then we blow it by the O

Niggas know me for rollin’ the OGs on someone low key, twistin a whole bush

And if I got it, then you can get it; it’s on us

Smoke so much product that they prolly give me my own kush

We blow it by the zone

Break down, blow it at a bone

Take you to my crib and show you how to roll, bro

And my pockets lookin kinda swole

Me and Mac smoking Grade A on a roll

Now all of the teachers on us

They can have contact cuz I keep diplomas

Car automatic don’t need the key to start it

Know it’s us juzt cuz of the weed aroma

Lookin for me, nigga, I’m in the tree department

With a doobie rolled up in a secret compartment

Tryin to finish up this speech and get my diploma

So I can a career where my OG can harvest

And my niggas can ball

I’m talkin so much weed that there’s shit in the walls

It start growing the spring and get picked in the fall

I’m used to goin to every class, but I’m missin them all

Fuckin with Mac, smoking spliffs in the hall

Singing this song like

Niggas know me, blowin on the OG

Niggas know me, blowin on the OG

Niggas know me

High School Niggas

Dev and Mac, Mac and Dev

Put it in a Zag

Put it in a Blunt

Do what you want