You don't have to be so cautious If you practice what you preach Counting up the stacks on the counter I'm fucking busy But don't ask me to be righteous If you practice what you teach Counting all your blessings The second you're down on your knees So why, why Don't we get a little high, high Ooh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Don we get a little high, let's get a little high Ooh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Don we get a little high, get a little high, high Keep my head under the water, pride buried in my chest Not counting on the minutes, the seconds, not holding my breath Now sinking from the surface, swimming in my lungs Losing all my vision, religion, I'm holding my tongue So why, why, don't we get a little high, high Ooh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Don we get a little high, get a little high Ooh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Don we get a little high, get a little high, high Don't wanna pay attention to the writing on the wall Painted with aggression and dripping when you call Not gonna learn my lesson when we're running out of time So why, why, why Ooh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Don we get a little high, get a little high Ooh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Don we get a little high, get a little high, high