So High

Skrt Skrt
B*tch i'm swerving
That big body got the stars and the curtains
B*tch i'm rolling off a perky
Moving big body in my...

I be so high
I get so fly
Doors suicide
Thats how I ride
Whippin the pies
That be my bride
Is you gon slide?
Is you gon hide?
I be so fly
I get so high
Doors suicide
Thats how i ride
Whippin the pies
That be my bride
Is you gon hide?
Is you gon slide?

I'm off the lean
Bro got the bean
He might make a scene
D*ck in her spleen
It's making her scream
I ball like Hakeem
I'm really "The Dream"
I got hooks like Kareem
I'm serving the fiends
I aint talking white
Aint talking bout spice
But i'm talking bout green
I mean i'm jugging white
I'm jugging green
I'm jugging everything
My n*ggas infamous for moving gas
They serving all the p's
If you look down upon my feet
You see Adidas with the wings
Take a look at my jeans
Alexander McQueen
Freshest n*gga you ever seen

I be so high
I get so fly
Doors suicide that's how i ride
Whippin the pies
That be my bride
Is you gon hide?
Is you gon slide?
I be so high
I get so fly
Doors suicide
That's how i ride
Whippin the pies
That be my bride
Is you gon hide?
Is you gon slide?

How can they hate?
Cause a n*gga get cake?
No noodles on my plate
Just lobster and steak
These n*ggas they fake
These n*ggs they clowns
They running him down
Then gun'n him down
I'm running my town
Feeling like Chris Brown
They loving my sound
Just give me my crown
I mean i need right now
Aint no waiting
You n*ggas getting more shots
Than a patient
I'm gon off a Perky
One thing that's for certain
B*tch better be gone working
No R-Kelly we flirting
Her n*gga stay lurking
Getting head man i'm swerving

I get so high
N*ggas think i'm Vince Carter
I got the sauce no tarter
I might swag out in some Starter
I used to trap off of MARTA
Put the molly in my water
Put some syrup in my cup
The purple leaking out my guts
I told them n*ggas try they luck
I keep the glizzy on the tuck
I got to get it no if, ands or buts
Backseat with the windows rolled
Traffic cool, I got something rolled
Run with the sack Reggie Bush
She want to kiss on the kush
I'm reading her like a book
Why do i got these boys shook?
Why they so scared of the rook?
I'm the one they overlook
Guess you better pay attention
30 rounds in the extension
And my trigger finger itching
You say you balling?
You look like the Pistons
I get so high in the clouds
They thought a n*gga went missing
They got my n*gga for scamming
And gave him 25
I pray they shorten his sentence
Shine like a b*tch they still gon hate
I get so high, can't feel my face
Look in my eyes
You gon see fire
They cant compete
I tell no lies

I be so high
I get so fly
Doors suicide thats how i ride
Whippin' the pies
That be my bride
Is you gon hide?
Is you gon slide?
I be so high
I get so fly
Doors suicide thats how i ride
Whippin the pies that be my bride
Is you gon hide?
Is you gon slide?



Credits
Writer(s): Khalil Lewis
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