[Intro]
Yeah
LHF
Who? LHF, LHF, LHF
Low Hanging Fruit
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Trip]
Okay, I'm faded off this joint (Uh)
Please get to the point
I ain't tryna do no talk (Yeah)
Tryna hear no noise
I'm just tryna catch my vibe (Uh)
Tryna forget the time
Got the mob right to my side (Ayy)
Please, don't blow this high
Cause I'm faded off this joint (Uh)
Please get to the point
I ain't tryna do no talk (Yeah)
Tryna hear no noise
I'm just tryna catch my vibe (Uh)
Tryna forget the time
Got the mob right to my side (Uh)
Please, don't blow this high
[Chorus: Trip & Soup, Soup, Trip]
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Don't you do it, yeah)
Please, don't blow this high
[Verse 1: Soup]
Pass me the doobie, you niggas is goofy, so every verse I gotta hit, ayy
Wax and the weed and the packs smell good, little shorty pull up with a stick, ayy
Good weed with a bad bitch, no Instagram, you already know (You already know)
Caption this with a new text so I'm gettin' pics of that camera roll
Stay down when I came up (Came up)
New pitch couldn't change us (Change us)
By the valley of the V line (V line)
I'm in the mountains for the meantime (Meantime, meantime)
Put a lick on the seal, that's an envelope (That's an envelope)
No need drinkin' tea cause I been dope (Been dope)
Got soup in the oven, that's weed smoke (Right)
So can fuck all of my Benz low, gang
Dippin' through the day (Dippin' through the day)
Riddin' through the city
With this ice, I need a slick (I need a slick)
I ain't worried bout your bitch cause now
For days I hit the bank
Countin' up these chips, get to the bag like Frito Lays (Like Frito Lays)
Cut the fruit that couldn't fit
Dippin' through the day (Dippin' through the day)
Riddin' through the city
With this ice, I need a slick (I need a slick)
I ain't worried bout your bitch cause now
For days I hit the bank
Countin' up these chips, get to the bag like Frito Lays (Like Frito Lays)
Cut the fruit that couldn't fit
[Pre-Chorus: Trip]
Okay, I'm faded off this joint (Uh)
Please get to the point
I ain't tryna do no talk (Yeah)
Tryna hear no noise
I'm just tryna catch my vibe (Uh)
Tryna forget the time
Got the mob right to my side (Ayy)
Please, don't blow this high
Cause I'm faded off this joint (Uh)
Please get to the point
I ain't tryna do no talk (Yeah)
Tryna hear no noise
I'm just tryna catch my vibe (Uh)
Tryna forget the time
Got the mob right to my side (Uh)
Please, don't blow this high
[Chorus: Trip & Soup, Soup, Trip]
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Don't you do it, yeah)
Please, don't blow this high
[Verse 2: Trip]
Okay, so please, girl
I'm just tryna smoke up on this weed, girl
Come right down and stare up at the trees, girl
We ain't gotta talk, kick it back and get this vibe on
Started on the trees but now your body what my eyes on
Your neck is where my lips are, my hand are where your hips are
Shorty fuck with me because she like a man that's in charge
CEO, that's boss talk
MVP or All-Star
I've been on the ball hard, I belted out that ball park
Shout out to my Wal-Mart's like
Go get the cash and I'm out, I'm lookin' close as she count
I stay up here in the snow but all of this came from the south
I need another account, I need another one rolled, I need another one now
This shit was made out of ground, let's smoke an ounce
Don't make a noise with your mouth
[Chorus: Trip & Soup, Soup, Trip]
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Don't you do it, yeah)
Please, don't blow this high
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Blow this high, ayy)
Please, don't blow this high (Don't you do it, yeah)
Please, don't blow this high
