Elevated
High with the crew and we drivin' in a coupe yea
High with the and we countin' all them blues yea
High with the crew yea
Bitch, who are you?
High with the crew, gotta stay true
Gotta stay true, Gotta stay loyal to the gang
Just me and my crew, only smoking we don't take no xans
Who that?, move away from this scene
New beat, im'a slay best believe yea
Driving in a space coupe because i'm so fucking high
Bitch i'm above the clouds think I can touch the sky
Chilling with a small group
Cause I don't like no people no
I don't like no people
High with the crew and we drivin' in a coupe yea
High with the and we countin' all them blues yea
High with the crew yea
Bitch, who are you?
High with the crew, gotta stay true
You see me in the house (house)
Just chilling out (Chilling out)
You hear that sound
Im smoking on that loud (That loud)
Have faith to your gang 'cause thats all you have
Going way back like a fucking boomerang
Singing like a popstar
Pinching like a lobster
I do not like her
I'd rather sip my liquor
Looking for the answers to the road of life
Sticking to the gang until the day die
High with the crew and we drivin' in a coupe yea
High with the and we countin' all them blues yea
High with the crew yea
Bitch, who are you?
High with the crew, gotta stay true
High with the and we countin' all them blues yea
High with the crew yea
Bitch, who are you?
High with the crew, gotta stay true
Gotta stay true, Gotta stay loyal to the gang
Just me and my crew, only smoking we don't take no xans
Who that?, move away from this scene
New beat, im'a slay best believe yea
Driving in a space coupe because i'm so fucking high
Bitch i'm above the clouds think I can touch the sky
Chilling with a small group
Cause I don't like no people no
I don't like no people
High with the crew and we drivin' in a coupe yea
High with the and we countin' all them blues yea
High with the crew yea
Bitch, who are you?
High with the crew, gotta stay true
You see me in the house (house)
Just chilling out (Chilling out)
You hear that sound
Im smoking on that loud (That loud)
Have faith to your gang 'cause thats all you have
Going way back like a fucking boomerang
Singing like a popstar
Pinching like a lobster
I do not like her
I'd rather sip my liquor
Looking for the answers to the road of life
Sticking to the gang until the day die
High with the crew and we drivin' in a coupe yea
High with the and we countin' all them blues yea
High with the crew yea
Bitch, who are you?
High with the crew, gotta stay true
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Alexander Milan, William Kevin Hedge
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