Sky High
Dis a thug party za blunts and wok pints its time to turn up on em no mo Mr. Nice Guy
Dey don't no what's wrong with me I'm always sky high gotta have my lil kit just to get
Through the day. I got this shit in a bag so I'm Just gone give it away, and I'm in love with
That cash no can't work for minium wage. can you revel your self love
Underneath that mask I wanna see who you are
I got nothing but time on my hands to figure out who you are
You cant even keep it real are you shitting me? getting high so I can't feel I got a tendency
My styrofoam got chills fuck Your Hennessy You don't even pay your bills tryna sit with me
No way thats a NoNo. Every sense I landed here I Been on go mo. I drunk two pints this
Month that shit ain't normal, Let the world tell it I'm rock star made I
Fell in In love with the flex just like Johnny cage. how the fuck I make these hits
And I ain't even hit the stage, it must be all In the charisma ain't it
Bound to pop that boy so dedicated
Dis a thug party za blunts and wok pints its time to turn up on em no mo Mr. Nice Guy
Dey don't no what's wrong with me I'm always sky high gotta have my lil kit just to get
Through the day. I got this shit in a bag so I'm Just gone give it away, and I'm in love with
That cash no can't work for minium wage. can you revel your self love
Underneath that mask I wanna see who you are
I got nothing but time on my hands to figure out who you are
Dey don't no what's wrong with me I'm always sky high gotta have my lil kit just to get
Through the day. I got this shit in a bag so I'm Just gone give it away, and I'm in love with
That cash no can't work for minium wage. can you revel your self love
Underneath that mask I wanna see who you are
I got nothing but time on my hands to figure out who you are
You cant even keep it real are you shitting me? getting high so I can't feel I got a tendency
My styrofoam got chills fuck Your Hennessy You don't even pay your bills tryna sit with me
No way thats a NoNo. Every sense I landed here I Been on go mo. I drunk two pints this
Month that shit ain't normal, Let the world tell it I'm rock star made I
Fell in In love with the flex just like Johnny cage. how the fuck I make these hits
And I ain't even hit the stage, it must be all In the charisma ain't it
Bound to pop that boy so dedicated
Dis a thug party za blunts and wok pints its time to turn up on em no mo Mr. Nice Guy
Dey don't no what's wrong with me I'm always sky high gotta have my lil kit just to get
Through the day. I got this shit in a bag so I'm Just gone give it away, and I'm in love with
That cash no can't work for minium wage. can you revel your self love
Underneath that mask I wanna see who you are
I got nothing but time on my hands to figure out who you are
Credits
Writer(s): Davion Newell
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