They know the face and they know the name
Pockets fat like shorty ass, jump in the whip gotta get this gas
Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful
Independent woman finna’ make you wait to smash
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Section always in the back important
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
"HaHaHa"—that shit iconic…
Fuck a pill, only numb the pain

[Verse 1: Logic]
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
[Hook: Logic]
No, I am only talking about the mind
Come now let me count this cash, come now let me set this flash
Niggas like me always got weed on ’em
Yeah, that’s right…

[Hook: Logic]

All this shit that’s on my plate
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
I can’t get much higher—
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
Just like my flow, got one for every occasion

Never fuck around unless it’s Mary Jane
"HaHaHa"—how Wiz gonna give me the verse
You been rolling with cats, you boring
I can’t get much higher—
Yeah, yeah—
I be getting high when I wake up
It don’t even come to my house
Wavy like the seven seas, living life, let me get it right
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
If it ain’t wrapped up in a turkey bag
If we smokin’ that dope it’s a reason, I sell love from the chiefin’
We be havin’ a OG Kush meetin’
Stacking money in the bank
But only taught and on the real know
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
He ain’t gonna give me the laugh though?
Man I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past
This that J Dilla right here
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
This that RATTPACK and that Taylor Gang
I ain’t talking ’bout your pocket
[Outro: Logic]
Uh, yeah, I’m finna get up in the feeling
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Roll a little something, smoke a little smoothing
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it

Try to tell me that she don’t smoke later on she joinin’
Put that shit in drive, up live like ammunition
Yeah, and if you don’t know by now, I smoke weed
Chiefin’ that Indica in the cut, tell my anxiety to get lost
And roll me one more ‘fore I’m sleeping
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Smoking that golden state, everything going great
Living the life so my life is amazing
Tell them open that dope but don’t peek in
Come play the game, honestly never the same
[Verse 3: Logic]
Running round the city with my homies that know me
I’m a married man with a bad wife
And I roll and smoke when I’m drinkin’
While you break it, roll it, ignite it, use the fire, ignite it
That food for thought that can’t be bought
Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when I’m on a trip

Bad bitch gorgeous, pack imported
We roll up the herb and laugh, kick back, blowing zip
While you break it, roll it, ignite it, use the fire, ignite it
I be bringing them stacks enormous
Had days with hella’ hate but gotta let that anger migrate
[Intro: Logic]
[Hook: Logic]
I can’t get much higher—
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
Kick back and then floss
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
Nigga like we smoking all weekend
It be like everything you seen, you seen the shine
When the cannabis combine with the brain
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Riding ’round the city with my homies blowing trees
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Indica Badu
You know how much that shit cost?
Badu, Indica Badu
Independent feeling like a boss

Ain’t no point, no I’m back, keep going in
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Got a lot on my plate, lotta city of complaints
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
No permission needed, I proceeded to accelerate