High ends. (feat. sabir & YungTj)

I be just painting a picture
Every syllable I say is a visual
Bitches fucking to my shit, it's a ritual
I take offence? Imma go make it federal
Fuck the feds, they crooked and miserable
I ain't seen a bullet to match my caliber
Pussy bitchers bleeding on me like a fucking tampon
We at the battlefield, bitch put your guard on
I ain't forgiving, yeah bitch fuck your pardon
I know you're bluffing dawg
Your hoe is communal
24 karat, yeah that's what she cuming on
All of these bangers, you know what they sleeping on
I don't like Rico Nasty like YSL
Giving P, curing tonsils

One more time
Bet she wanna ride like one more time
One more time
Hit it from the back till she make it go slime
Two more times
Bitch she wanna ride like two more times
Three more times
Hit it from the back till she make it go slime

Yeah
6 more lies I done said to the police they asking me questions
6 more times I done thought about shit pessimistic collection
He laid on the wrong track now he be living off coke and dosing injections
Money ain't a thing they say but I know that it is a false statement
All my homies don't do gang bang parindey hum lottey nahi ghar
Kese bhi ata main ghar hua tha seize lagta tha khodu main khudki kabar
Sabki life hoti nahi same chotte mere kismat mein likha nahi privilege luck
Stop acting like Kanye just coz you bipolar and you have been to the church
Mint we the best we legit and we purging
You rappers like babies we nursing
Streets gon kill you ain't no mercy
I live the life that you rehearsing
Ayu and me we go back to back
For the money keep it stack to stack
Sru got the J roll up and we keep it hundred we don't do the cap



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Writer(s): Ayushman Baruah
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