Good Day

[Intro] We so high 'Cos we so high [Verse 1: Chris Webby] Yeah, I'm feeling lovely, please don't judge me Walking on the wild side, you just got to trust me Rolling round with hippies, everyday I puff trees Getting so high there ain't nobody above me And I'm feeling spectacular chilling at the bar No need for the mean mugging while they acting hard I be chilling with the people that are happier And I don't need the biggest house or the fastest car Shit I'm me and that's all I'll ever be, son I don't need no money to shape who I become I'm my own man, now that's freedom You getting what you paid for no refunds But fuck it yo this a good day Listen when the hook play Baby, this them positive vibes and what I should say Is that I'm faded, feeling happy as fuck Living every single day like it's the Cannabis Cup [Hook] Yeah, we smoke and get by And you know that we so high And I'm never come down Yeah, I'm never gonna come down I'm just tryna have a good day 'Cos we so high (When they see him in the dope now?) We don't really got to stop living this way But I'm gonna have a good day Yeah, I'm tryna have a good day [Verse 2: Jitta On The Track] Man, I'm so high and I can't come down She said that she single and she wants some fun now Said that I'm Jitta and she took her tongue out Tried to say she shy but that weed's so loud I be out in L.A Homegrown the team, baby Tryna fit a whole eighth up inside a leaf, baby Yo I'm tryna (cuff?) girl, I ain't with police, baby Jitta On The Track, lumber life's what your seeing, baby Yeah, I started with a swisher smoke a blunt up in the morning Man, I'm tryna have a good day but you know I'm steady on it And I'm all about my paper like a office to the (laws?) Get to coughing, man, I'm fresh to death to the (?) I'm stoned on top like a coffin Stoned in the cold like I'm Austin Baby, we can kick it like (Kosten?) White boys saying that I'm awesome Shit, I'm just tryna smoke weed to be honest [Hook] [Verse 3: Chris Webby] Feeling great, B Everything is gravy I'm just living life, going wherever it takes me Started from the bottom, now I'm up on phase three Shit, you know I got them and the crowd be going crazy I just run in through this war zone Tryna keep my head low Think they messing with me, motherfucker, that's a heck no Check yo, every time I spit I make them sweat yo You would think they doing hot yoga in a trench coat I'm just chilling doing my thing I could give a shit about the money and the fame All I need some good weed and a bong and a flame And a little bad bitch that'll scream my name When I'm laying that pipe like Luigi Holler when you see me Cotton mouth criminal, sipping on a Fiji Coming with that fire they be calling me Khaleesi I'm just being me I just need to be easy [Hook] [Outro] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah