High Expectations - Herbman (Lyrics)

Now I’m callin’ up this dude, who ships it straight up to your mama’s front door
Bringin’ you these greens and things, hoppin’ out some beat up four door
Lookin’ like a beast, at least he’s got something that we can afford
If I roll another one up, I’m gonna pass out, hit and slip to the floor

And goodness gracious, bud bodacious got me feelin’ right 
Hallucinatin, what’s that sensation behind my eyes?
I just finished eating my 5th dinner, no surprised   
I can’t open my eyes...

Oh yes, said I’m callin’ up my Herbman now
Oh yes, said I’m callin’ up my Herbman now

And I’m like damn, what’s in this? It’s the business, got me superstitious
You can call it vicious or delicious, as I blow you kisses 
And I’m sittin’ thinking, why does this couch feelin’ like it's sinkin?
Got my dank in my pocket, walkin’ past the cops, you know it's reekin’ 

And goodness gracious, bud bodacious got me feelin’ right 
Hallucinatin, what’s that sensation behind my eyes?
I just finished eating my 5th dinner, no surprised   
I can’t open my eyes...

Oh yes, said I’m callin’ up my Herbman now
Oh yes, said I’m callin’ up my Herbman now
Oh yes, said I’m callin’ up my Herbman now
Oh yes, said I’m callin’ up my Herbman now