My High

We came outta hell of a year
Know that I stay with the steppers been stepping on niggas and making it clear
Usually blue tint lens but today I ain't fancy these Cartis is clear
The party not right next door but wherever we step in the party is here
These niggas been acting like members and truthfully nigga the members don't like that
These weirdos been all in my DM they Tryna click up but they see I don't write back
I send a message to all of my dogs in a jam guaranteed get that kite back
I spent a grip on this Glock so this hallow tip clip only thing you gon fight back
She not my lover I'm Mike jack
Her Nina go crazy I might jack
Waking up in a good mood so I call all the dogs and we blow through a light pack
We want the whole block cleaned so we spray the shit down and we spinning it right back
Could never care bout these niggas I'm focused on bread and I never get sidetracked
Hollon
Young nigga back in the Duffy
Use the Chrome Heart to clean up the Buffy's
We just met got her saying she love me
Brought the tech turning niggas to duppies
We stay masked got em thinking we criminals
Inna Tesla can't hear when we spinning through
Throw a flag on the play it got physical
Hollon
Let em talk to it
Uh uh Sturdy
Hollon wait

Know Stali he stay with a k
Let it spark he gon brighten Ya day
West brook he got hit with the trey
Front his mood I tell Tali to spray
They all gangster till this shit get dangerous
With this kick I'm just upping and aiming it
Hell's Kitchen like Gordon I'm flaming it
Let it fly I ain't even maintaining it
Uh
Hollon
Sturdy



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Writer(s): Justin Grant
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