High Rollers chords and lyrics - PROOF

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I'm in [Am]the
Escoro in the
[G]Cushweed
You know that I'm [Am]never ever
[G]blazin' the bushweed
You [Am]know you're on cloud nine,
fuck it what me [G]do
Be sure that I'm [Am]the
Krush man, [G]waitin' to see poof
Some say I'm [Am]high on life and I
[G]don't need your herbs
I'm gettin' [Am]hot every time that
you [G]speak your [Am]words
Well, I'm glad that means [G]more for me, son
I hit the bone [Am]so hard, th[G]ey call me
Three
Lungs
They say that I'm [Am]the
Buddha master, rock superstar
You know the homie with
the reed -laced candy bone
Now I'm blazin' it [G]nonstop,
you feelin' me, [Am]fam?
You see, everywhere I go is like
Amsterdam
[G]We blow the [Am]smoke in [G]the air,
now you smellin' my spray
It's [Am]the
OG
Kush, just [G]clouded your brain
[Am]See I'm ready for four, twenty more,
[G]honeys get gold for me
[Am]All of them [G]merry, it's scary,
they get your most, don't [Am]it?
[G]Hittin' the blunts and bomb[Am]s
Poppin' those trees and leaves
Com[G]in' with
E and
Vikes
[Am]You know it's on the night,
pullin' it pas[G]t the light
Sittin' on top [Am]of the world
[G]Gettin' on top of your [Am]girl
Poppin' those hoes and pipes
You know it's on the night,
pullin' it pas[G]t the light
You know your [Am]man's what you can,
can be still
Ain't even finished my drink
and thinkin' bout refills
They got the drogue,
I'm finna roll off these e [G]-bills
[Am]And I'm the proof that all my [G]methods are
B -billed
I'll [Am]re tire weak -head that
[G]need bread for trickin'
[Am]Off on a mission to find bitches
for sausage lickin'
Engulfed in liquids, [G]anties, and
Percocets
I jam like I don't know how
to work the tech
Nine [Am]times out of ten,
arm [G]high, golf the hint
Never [Am]lie for a trend, try to die,
you're on a binge
Bis[G]cuits is poppin', ain't no stoppin'
Like
Hendrix [Am]and
Joplin, [G]till I find out where
Biggie and
Pac went
[Am]Profitable poppin',
most [G]orphans gobbled
[Am]Stackin' my chips high
[G]to the auction of
[Am]Boblo
[G]Pills a [Am]swallow, mama [G]don't cry,
[Am]it's only drugs
Tryna get my [G]mind stuck in the
middle of money, love
[Am]Hittin' the blunts and bombs
Poppin' those trees and leaves
Com[G]in' with
Eve [Am]and
Vikes
You know it's on tonight,
pullin' pas[G]t the light
Sittin' on top [Am]of the world
[G]Gettin' on top of your [Am]girl
[G]Packin' those poles and pipes
[Am]You know it's on tonight,
[G]pullin' past the light
I semi -auto[Am]matically spit [G]flows
That trash,
anatomically equipped to rip shows in [Am]half
If I speak a little [G]fast,
you get whiplash
Promoters better get the kid cash,
you get
whiplash
Got some zig [Am]-zags and a dutch,
let's [G]get smashed
My little zip bags,
got more riders than six [Am]flags
Then why y get gassed?
I'm [G]proceeding to get high
Got [Am]weed like
Mary
J is all I'm eating to
get by
To
Cal, motherfucker, run for cover when [G]shit
fly
One hand is on [Am]the lot,
the other [G]hand on your
bitch thigh
How [Am]many wanna [G]try?
Mr.
Methodist, [Am]click yes
That's kinda far -fetched, like [G]me passing
a [Am]piss test
Okay, let's be real,
here's the proof
We need cash flow,
[G]might catch me in a movie lightin' [Am]up in the back row
For sure, killer feedback, black,
we don't [G]need that
It's 420 [Am]ho,
now where [G]the fuck is your weed at?
In [Am]fact, [G]hittin' the
blunts an[Am]d bombs
Poppin' [G]those [Am]trees and leaves
Comin' with
E and
Vikes
You know it's on tonight,
pull it [G]and pass the [Am]light
Sittin' [G]on top of the [Am]world
[G]Gettin' on top of your gir[Am]l
[G]Packin' those hoes and pip[Am]es
You know it's on tonight,
[G]pull it and pass the [Am]light
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[G]Tha[Am]nk you.

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