HIGH SONG

Yeahhhh
Yeeaaahhh
Yeahhh

I roll up get high
I pop pills and sip lean
The boy fresh and fly
Do you know what I mean yeeaaahhh
I roll up get high
I pop pills and sip lean
The boy fresh and fly
An do you know what I mean yeeaaahhh

Bjizzle Bandanna nigga I'm biracial
I'm dreaded up like a rasta from jamaica
Stay blowing that cookie gonga like a asian
Tatted up diamonds brighter than caucasian
Designer drugs yeah it be all in my system promethazine with the sprite is how I mix it
Just pop a zan percocet got me twisted
Dressed in designer pocket full of benji's
People hated on me say I wouldn't be shit
Excuse me I beg ya parting call me mr shit
Say I wouldn't make it or really amount to shit
Start at the bottom came from rags to riches
I'm the finesse king I sold a dummy brick
Butter orajel with soap straight hitting licks
One of my niggas trail ya to the spot
We'll kick down yo dow when it comes to dead presidents

I roll up get high
I pop pills and sip lean
The boy fresh so fly
Do you know what I mean yeeaaahhh

Why yo hoe keep on looking staring like she feeling me
Gave me the eye a wink wanna get with me
Niggas dick riding wanna be on teams with me
I see right through ya I see ya hoe tendency
When it comes to money don't forget that it's MOB my nigga get the pic
Never trust a nigga never trust a bitch
Gats and guns we trust because they'll never snitch
I roll up get high off pills and sipping lean
I was dope boy fresh fly and in between
I make it look good easy mac and cheese
Tryna run up a check money count machine



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Writer(s): Lanforth Lee
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