Upside Down

(Yeah, woah)
(Yeah, woah)
(Yeah, woah, oh)
(Oh my god)
(Hold up, yeah)
(Yeah, woah)
(Yeah, woah)

I'm so fucking high, I'm up in outer space
I just popped a perc and I can't feel my face
I feel like Tay-K nigga, I might go and do the race
And I'ma do the dash if I see the jakes
You baby sippin' Wok, knew it was a waste
Rolled a 8th up in this wood and took it to the face
Used to want a Honda Civic, now I got a Wraith
I remember being broke, now I got some pape

I feel like I'm in the Upside Down
On the come up, but I'm up right now
FaceTime, my lil' shorty got a frown
Had to tell my other bitch to pipe down
This lil' bitch don't wanna listen 'cause she ran through
She just prolly sick I went and hit her friend too
I can show you pussy niggas what these hands do
And I pray you never find out what them xans do

'Cause I'm so fucking high, I'm up in outer space
I just popped a perc and I can't feel my face
I feel like Tay-K nigga, I might go and do the race
And I'ma do the dash if I see the jakes
You baby sippin' Wok, knew it was a waste
Rolled a 8th up in this wood and took it to the face
Used to want a Honda Civic, now I got a Wraith
I remember being broke, now I got some pape

(I'm so fucking high, I'm up in outer space)
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(I feel like I'm in the Upside Down)
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Credits
Writer(s): Christian Marshall
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