Smirnoff:

Pretty tired, a little wired,
And still a little high.
You see all this weed that I be smokin,
All I do is fry.
Break ya neck to look at me,
See me in the sky.
It's that ganja I be smokin,
That weeds what makes me fly.

  Nilla:

and we sit back and smoke spliffs,
get so full of that piff
that we in this bitch red-eyed and chillin'.
you wonder why nillz and 'noff don't be illin'
haha. how can we, homey, when we're just too loaded to get hyphy?
you ain't gotta come see 'bout me 'cause chances are i'm doing a- okay, somewhere puffin' on a bleezy.
swisha sweets, keep movings, or phillies
your ass ain't never seen honies high as we.
that's right i said "high as we" not fly as we,
'cause you're never high as we be, b.

  Smirnoff:

High as we be, fly as we be,
Dont matter what you say
All that matters is that we the best,
In every single way
We floatin on a cloud of smoke
Its like oxygen, we never choke
Fly with us, its always better
Our smoke clouds fly in any weather
Grab a couple bleezy's,
Inhale and puff
Don't act like you can hang,
Baby you ain't that tough
Laid way back, puffin and coolin
The contact high that we emit,
Be leavin bitches droolin.

  Nilla:

walk by and all you smell is bud, like we smoked a pound.
and don't even ask if we got the bomb, round.
because we don't know you, you may be five - o.
and i.. nor she.. is a game goofy hoe.
i like my blunts like i like my pen & pad, diggz that.
they say we potheads, and i say.. that's a fact.
and we could keep going, but bottom line is.. whole point of these rhymes is.. smoke a blunt and get happy bitch or get ghost,
either way..i'm is or i'm ain't gonna be your high host.