Indica Badu chords by Wiz Khalifa

Verse 1:
Am                              D
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies, blowing trees
      Am                          D
Wavy like the Seven Seas, living life, let me get it right
         Am                                      D
Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman that's finna make you wait to smash
Am
Come now, let me count this cash
D
Come now, let me sip this flask
Am
Pockets fat like shawty ass
 D
Jump in the whip, gotta get this gas
Am                            D
Put that sh*t in drive, I'm live like ammunition
 Am                        D
No permission needed, I proceeded to accelerate
Am                         D
Had days with hella hate, but gotta let that anger migrate
Am                          D
All this sh*t that's on my plate
                                       Am
That food for thought that can't be bought
                             D
But only taught, and on the real, know

Chorus:
                   Am                       D
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
                    Am
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
 D                            Am                  D
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
                              Am                        D
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it
                  Am                         D
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
                   Am
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
 D                         Am                    D
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
                              Am                          D
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it

I can't get much higher


Verse 2:
                 Am
Nigga, like we smoking all weekend
                 D
And I roll and smoke when I'm drinkin'
                     Am
Tell them open that door but don't peek in
               D
We be havin' a OD Kush meetin'
                    Am
If we smokin' that dope, it's a reason
         D
Eyes so low from the chiefin'
               Am
I be getting high when I wake up
                  D
And roll me one more 'fore I'm sleeping
             Am                         D
Man, I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past
               Am
It don't even come to my house
                    D
If it ain't wrapped up in a turkey bag
      Am                             D
We roll up the herb and laugh, kick back, blow a zip
                Am                              D
Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when I'm on a trip
        Am                    D
Nigga like me always got weed on 'em (got weed on 'em)
                     Am                             D
Try to tell me that she don't smoke, later on she joinin', ain't no point, no I'm back, keep going in
 Am                              D
You been rolling with cats, who boring, I be bringing them stacks enormous
 Am                                   D
Section always in the back important, bad b**ch gorgeous, pack imported


Chorus:
                   Am                       D
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
                    Am
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
 D                            Am                  D
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
                              Am                        D
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it
                  Am                         D
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
                   Am
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
 D                         Am                    D
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
                              Am                          D
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it

I can't get much higher


Verse 3:
               Am
Uh, yeah, I'm finna get up in the feeling
  D
Independent feeling like a boss
Am
Roll a little something, smoke a little something
D
Kick back and then floss
  Am                                       D
Chiefin' that Indica in the cut, tell my anxiety to get lost
Am
f**k a pill, only numb the pain
           D
Man, you know how much that sh*t cost?
   Am
I ain't talking 'bout your pocket
         D
No, I am only talking about the mind
         Am
When the cannabis combine with the brain
                  D
It be like everything you see, it seem to shine
               Am                             D
Smoking that Golden State, everything going great
                        Am
Got a lot on my plate, not a single complaint
           D
Stack of money in the bank
             Am
This that RattPack and that Taylor Dang
      D
They know the face and they know the name
       Am
I'm a married man with a bad wife
       D
Never f**k around unless it's Mary Jane
       Am                               D
Come play the game, honestly never the same
                                 Am
Just like my flow, got one for every occasion
                 D
Living the life so my life is amazing, woo


Chorus:
                   Am                       D
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
                    Am
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
 D                            Am                  D
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
                              Am                        D
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it
                  Am                         D
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
                   Am
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
 D                         Am                    D
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
                              Am                          D
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it

I can't get much higher