No Higher Reach

C'est BLK, tu connais

No matter the drugs, you can't never get high as me
Ain't no free plugs, I ain't playing minor league
And finally, when I make it they gon' bow to me
I'm talking the money, the money, No Higher Reach
They can scoop up they hate, I know it they fakin' I know that they frontin'
Ay, just get out my face like I'm swapping baguettes I ain't got time for nothin'
Well, the fit getting wet, wet, with all of this drip all up on it
Shit, my nigga you dead'? Bet, you talkin' that shit pull up on me then

I'm making dollars, they makin' no sense
Imma bop all the way to the bank
Then all the way back 'til I get in the Benz
Them shits be Balencis, ain't rocking no Vans
Take over the world and I'll start here in France
Got good ennemies, don't need no friends
I'm doing my own shit, I don't need to trends
I want the money I don't need no fans
But Imma take it though, VIP shit need no ticket, hoe
Your bitch she with me bro, she won't do it here, need to take her home
I know why she with me I'm drippin'
Got 20 bad bitches, they sippin'
They movin' they with it, they with it
I'm after the bag the bag and I get it

No matter the drugs, you can't never get high as me
Ain't no free plugs, I ain't playing minor league
And finally, when I make it they gon' bow to me
I'm talking the money, the money, No Higher Reach
They can scoop up they hate, I know it they fakin' I know that they frontin'
Ay, just get out my face like I'm swapping baguettes I ain't got time for nothin'
Well, the fit getting wet, wet, with all of this drip all up on it
Shit, my nigga you dead'? Bet, you talkin' that shit pull up on me then

Say the name, I'm rollin'
Plain Jane, the Rollie
Blade game like ronin
A hundred percent when I'm going
It ain't never enough, never too many commas
Can't fall in love I want dollars, no drama
Money turn lovers to drummers
Big like I'm whipping the Hummer
Bitch I been leading, Osama
Talking we back it up, shoot shit up
Mamma you thick enough, back that shit
We grabbin' racks and we bag that shit
We droppin' bombs on some Baghdad shit (Uh)
In fact that's it, might cop a Lambo and crash that shit
I don't got time, I won't bash that bitch
I'm way too high you can't match that fit

No matter the drugs, you can't never get high as me
Ain't no free plugs, I ain't playing minor league
And finally, when I make it they gon' bow to me
I'm talking the money, the money, No Higher Reach
They can scoop up they hate, I know it they fakin' I know that they frontin'
Ay, just get out my face like I'm swapping baguettes I ain't got time for nothin'
Well, the fit getting wet, wet, with all of this drip all up on it
Shit, my nigga you dead'? Bet, you talkin' that shit pull up on me then

Sheesh, on va leur monter ma gueule
I ain't playin' with that shit no mo'



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Writer(s): Rayan Aouni
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