[Intro: Juicy J & T.I.]
Still winnin'
We gonna stay gettin' money
Stay Trippy in stores August 27th
So you niggas know what it is (Remix, baby)
[Chorus: Juicy J]
High, ain't no comin' down
Roll up, let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turnin' down
Chasin' this fast money, ain't no slowin' down
Hol' up, let's pour up for up, 'cause it's going down
High, ain't no comin' down
Roll up, let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turnin' down
Chasin' this fast money, ain't no slowin' down
Hol' up, let's pour up for up, 'cause it's going down
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
If it ain't loud, I'm turnin' it down
This spiritual got me stuck up in the clouds
They ain't like me then, they lovin' me now
Sip purple, the liter, smoke kush by the pound
I got me three blunts and they braided
I light 'em up, come over here and get faded
Nothin' on me that you can play with
I am a G, I got the same guns as the Navy
Trippy nigga grindin' hard
It's a must I keep that paper pilin'
On the roof with the white girls
Smokin' hash out a vaporizer
I pop a pill, I take a shot, smokin' that kush in the gas mask
Weed in the Glad bag, I got more bombs (Boom) than Baghdad
Yellow rabbits, blue dolphins, I'm so high, I'm moonwalkin'
I've been doin' this for years, and bitch, I'm still not through ballin'
Gettin' high on the freeway, my weed be louder than a ambulance
Damn right, bitch, yeah, I'm the man, my tour bus like Amsterdam
[Chorus: Juicy J]
High, ain't no comin' down
Roll up, let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turnin' down
Chasin' this fast money, ain't no slowin' down
Hol' up, let's pour up for up, 'cause it's going down
High, ain't no comin' down
Roll up, let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turnin' down
Chasin' this fast money, ain't no slowin' down
Hol' up, let's pour up for up, 'cause it's going down
[Interlude: T.I.]
Hey, Juice, Hustle Gang
You know? I ain't comin' down, I'm up here, stuck here, man
Nah, bro, no remote, man, high, shit, ah
I'm turnt to the max, aight (Turnty)
High
[Verse 2: T.I.]
I got Actavis in my styrofoam
My car so free, can't ride alone
My name ring bell like a xylophone
I ain't never gotta get high alone
I keep bad bitches in my company
And hard dick all they want from me
I sprinkle some of that on they tongue, a piece
'Cause they know 1-on-1 from me
I've been high all night, fucked up all day
Gettin' live all night, stay up all day
I'm gettin' this bread, I'ma do my thing
Nigga, I don't really give a fuck what y'all say
I bet my blunt stay lit and my cup stay full
And my molly stay strong, ridin' two or three globes
Go to rehab, no way, no sir
Up here, stuck here, come down, what for?
[Chorus: Juicy J]
High, ain't no comin' down
Roll up, let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turnin' down
Chasin' this fast money, ain't no slowin' down
Hol' up, let's pour up for up, 'cause it's going down
High, ain't no comin' down
Roll up, let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turnin' down
Chasin' this fast money, ain't no slowin' down
Hol' up, let's pour up for up, 'cause it's going down
[Outro: Juicy J]
High
Pour up a deuce, matter of fact, make that a four
Okay, now you got the juice
