Michigan High (Radio Edit)
Feel like I'm high in Michigan right now, I ain't even gon' cap with you
Yea, we got the streets rumbling
Niggas only want to hit me up when they need something
Heard he got jacked out his Glock, we 'bout to keep something
Hold on, before you come to my crib, don't leave nothing
Pull up on his block with roller skates, boy I been at it
We can get it up anywhere just send the addy
I buss 'em with the Glock and get 'em gone, boy I been magic
You a pussy nigga, you and your hoe been matching
Drac' hit him, no Kaepernick but he took a kneel
I would of been Donna off "Friday" if I took the deal
I don't like to keep that nigga around me, he likes to steal
I don't like that nigga anyway, I'm just keeping it real
No lie my nigga, I'm just doing this shit for fun
I'm the host of this track meet, I shoot and I make 'em run
Boy you really broke, don't even try to stunt
Boy you really broke, you got insufficient funds
I fucked the bitch then I kicked her out just like a punt
I hit her twice and then I pass her back just like a blunt
You was smoking Blacks while I was smoking Runtz
I came to see your girl I'm not your partner, I'm on the hunt
I put T-Mitch on a song, so he a rapper now
I gave your bitch back as a gift, I'm finna wrap her down
Her mama caught me digging in the fridge, I can't come back around
The bitch keep her lips on my tip, just like a Black & Mild
I'm in the crib watching "Baby Boy" on BET
Told you I don't want you girl, just the EBT
Fat bitch left crumbs in my bed, she can't sleep with me
And my Asian dog say he got that white, I call him "Lee"
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, I think that was racist
They ask me why I got a new girl on different occasions
Had to put a fat bitch in the back, she took all the spaces
I asked her where she wanted to eat, she named all the places
.45 had him moving slow like a slow jam
I kicked her out the crib, her fat ass gave me a toe jam
She said that her rent was due I said, "I don't give a damn"
I'm trying to make a sandwich at my partner crib, he got no ham
When me and your lil' shorty make love, she play "Big Poppa"
Choppa caught him at the red light this a pit stopper
Had to wear my mink during the summer cause my stick popping
I told her hide they snacks under the bed, I think your kids watching
No Moneybagg, but I keep a big 30
Fucked a white bitch then I left her real early
Told her slow it down when she ride, I like it sturdy
Told that bitch to go take a bath, she was real dirty
I'm not R. Kelly, don't touch kids, I need me a cougar
He in her DMs, I'm in her draws, he's a real loser
Me and T-Mitch go way back, we like Zeke and Luther
Told my side bitch that I love her, that's an April fooler
My son got a thick, bald head girl, I call her St. Jude
Girl don't try to come walk in my crib if you ain't nude
I told all my fat girls, "Before you come, bring your own food"
Me and JoJo finna drop another song, stay tuned
Yea, we got the streets rumbling
Niggas only want to hit me up when they need something
Heard he got jacked out his Glock, we 'bout to keep something
Hold on, before you come to my crib, don't leave nothing
Pull up on his block with roller skates, boy I been at it
We can get it up anywhere just send the addy
I buss 'em with the Glock and get 'em gone, boy I been magic
You a pussy nigga, you and your hoe been matching
Drac' hit him, no Kaepernick but he took a kneel
I would of been Donna off "Friday" if I took the deal
I don't like to keep that nigga around me, he likes to steal
I don't like that nigga anyway, I'm just keeping it real
No lie my nigga, I'm just doing this shit for fun
I'm the host of this track meet, I shoot and I make 'em run
Boy you really broke, don't even try to stunt
Boy you really broke, you got insufficient funds
I fucked the bitch then I kicked her out just like a punt
I hit her twice and then I pass her back just like a blunt
You was smoking Blacks while I was smoking Runtz
I came to see your girl I'm not your partner, I'm on the hunt
I put T-Mitch on a song, so he a rapper now
I gave your bitch back as a gift, I'm finna wrap her down
Her mama caught me digging in the fridge, I can't come back around
The bitch keep her lips on my tip, just like a Black & Mild
I'm in the crib watching "Baby Boy" on BET
Told you I don't want you girl, just the EBT
Fat bitch left crumbs in my bed, she can't sleep with me
And my Asian dog say he got that white, I call him "Lee"
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, I think that was racist
They ask me why I got a new girl on different occasions
Had to put a fat bitch in the back, she took all the spaces
I asked her where she wanted to eat, she named all the places
.45 had him moving slow like a slow jam
I kicked her out the crib, her fat ass gave me a toe jam
She said that her rent was due I said, "I don't give a damn"
I'm trying to make a sandwich at my partner crib, he got no ham
When me and your lil' shorty make love, she play "Big Poppa"
Choppa caught him at the red light this a pit stopper
Had to wear my mink during the summer cause my stick popping
I told her hide they snacks under the bed, I think your kids watching
No Moneybagg, but I keep a big 30
Fucked a white bitch then I left her real early
Told her slow it down when she ride, I like it sturdy
Told that bitch to go take a bath, she was real dirty
I'm not R. Kelly, don't touch kids, I need me a cougar
He in her DMs, I'm in her draws, he's a real loser
Me and T-Mitch go way back, we like Zeke and Luther
Told my side bitch that I love her, that's an April fooler
My son got a thick, bald head girl, I call her St. Jude
Girl don't try to come walk in my crib if you ain't nude
I told all my fat girls, "Before you come, bring your own food"
Me and JoJo finna drop another song, stay tuned
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Writer(s): Jordan Alexander
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