Higher (feat. Eso.XO.Supreme)
Let's get away
Treat you like your birthday on your off day
Why you always switching subjects
She wanna hold my hand in public
All blues baby, know how I'm booming
40 on me, know I'm coming
Lamb chop, long way from ramen
Hit me up, buy your boyfriend a feature
Teach you how to do it, be the teacher
Gang night, Gang night
And I got the gang in the bleachers
Callin in, don't get your bitch peaked up
Hands up like this a motherfuckin stick up
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Hands up like its a stick up
Don't talk to me you don't talk right
I been in the field baby hold tight
Got a bag on me I cant lose sight
Gimme time to win I'm on the next flight
My niggas they droppin it off
We can not go for no loss
I been in a rage for too long
You keep sayin words from an old song
I don't do this shit normally
You keep playin it's boring me
Cause niggas from my side
Niggas from my side
Always down to ride
Always down to ride
Don't play with me now
Cause a shooter will lose it
You know that I'm down
Don't get it confusin
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
Hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher,
Higher,
Hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Treat you like your birthday on your off day
Why you always switching subjects
She wanna hold my hand in public
All blues baby, know how I'm booming
40 on me, know I'm coming
Lamb chop, long way from ramen
Hit me up, buy your boyfriend a feature
Teach you how to do it, be the teacher
Gang night, Gang night
And I got the gang in the bleachers
Callin in, don't get your bitch peaked up
Hands up like this a motherfuckin stick up
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Hands up like its a stick up
Don't talk to me you don't talk right
I been in the field baby hold tight
Got a bag on me I cant lose sight
Gimme time to win I'm on the next flight
My niggas they droppin it off
We can not go for no loss
I been in a rage for too long
You keep sayin words from an old song
I don't do this shit normally
You keep playin it's boring me
Cause niggas from my side
Niggas from my side
Always down to ride
Always down to ride
Don't play with me now
Cause a shooter will lose it
You know that I'm down
Don't get it confusin
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Stick up, hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
Hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher,
Higher,
Hands up like its a stick up
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
Credits
Writer(s): Moses Anthony Davis
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