Good Day

We so high

'Cause we so high

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

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

'Cause 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

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

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

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah