High Tea (Explicit)-Dirty Heads/Jordan Miller

Every night feels like another weekend Set me on fire but don’t forget to breathe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now Too many lights, I don’t know what I’m seeing Where is my mind, don’t know what to believe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now High as can be Like hibiscus tea Forbidden fruit So Sit down and eat Gimme the loot Feeling biggy One two many hits and Can't feel my feet I'm in the booth floating off beat I am the truth your novelty Like Fortune tellers don't need umbrellas I know this bangs I don't embellish Like broke mother ****ers don't need margelis I don't need **** I know y'all jealous Take it far **** around lose it Watch it fall apart Dip me in dopamine girl let me sink to the floor I can't even watch Money can change who you are Money can make a man talk I can't even stop I can't even reason I let in these demons in to far Every night feels like another weekend Set me on fire but don’t forget to breathe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now Too many lights, I don’t know what I’m seeing Where is my mind, don’t know what to believe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now Head in a rope Hopping all choke Watch how I laugh when they find that I float Blood on my cloak Ice in my veins Eyes open wide like I finally awoke People I warned you to leave me alone Cause I ain't got no time and I'm trying smoke Up up up man out of my way Cause you blocking my sun ya tossing me shade Assa lawago Hotbox city in a wooden Winnebago Two red horns and a halo Payloads of payote Get out my kitchen this **** is en fuego I'm bout to lose it like Bobby Bushay though Leaving them speechless with nothing to say though Bodies been chalked off this **** is my KO Ya I'm bout to walk out without posting bail I'm out Every night feels like another weekend Set me on fire but don’t forget to breathe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now But I can’t even stop What to believe in I take it too far (ceiling now) But I can’t even stop Every night feels like another weekend Set me on fire but don’t forget to breathe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now But I can’t even stop Too many nights, I don’t know what I’m seeing Where is my mind, don’t know what to believe in Too many highs, what happened to the ceiling now