High
Have a look at this room
We at the end of this bottle
Keeping me from coming down
You always get me in trouble
Look at the state of this place
You got me going insane
But you know what to say
When I'm tripping over my brain
'Cause you are my only one, my only one
Yeah, you are my number one, my number one
You're saying that you love me
And I know you ain't lie
You got me so, high, high
You got me so, high, high
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so (yeah)
Bad girl wrapped in a sundress like it's a rizla
Roll two, smoke one, pouring up liquor
She so fine they get jealous on Insta
Top half petite but the bottom half thicker
Forgive me, I'm just a fan of your figure
Got me thinking 'bout the man in the mirror
But she like the way I'm dirty dancing with her
Clockwise her hips go, ham on my zipper
Don't fly too close to the sun like Icarus
Red liquorice, I might lick a bit
And get intimate if you're into it
And I'm into, so let's bounce
If they wanna tag along, then I'm out
I'm tryna link one-on-one right now
'Cause you get me high, wanna smoke that loud
In the whip or the crib, we can roll in the clouds
'Cause you are my only one, my only one
Yeah, you are my number one, my number one
You're saying that you love me
And I know you ain't lie
You got me so, high, high
You got me so, high, high
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
We at the end of this bottle
Keeping me from coming down
You always get me in trouble
Look at the state of this place
You got me going insane
But you know what to say
When I'm tripping over my brain
'Cause you are my only one, my only one
Yeah, you are my number one, my number one
You're saying that you love me
And I know you ain't lie
You got me so, high, high
You got me so, high, high
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so (yeah)
Bad girl wrapped in a sundress like it's a rizla
Roll two, smoke one, pouring up liquor
She so fine they get jealous on Insta
Top half petite but the bottom half thicker
Forgive me, I'm just a fan of your figure
Got me thinking 'bout the man in the mirror
But she like the way I'm dirty dancing with her
Clockwise her hips go, ham on my zipper
Don't fly too close to the sun like Icarus
Red liquorice, I might lick a bit
And get intimate if you're into it
And I'm into, so let's bounce
If they wanna tag along, then I'm out
I'm tryna link one-on-one right now
'Cause you get me high, wanna smoke that loud
In the whip or the crib, we can roll in the clouds
'Cause you are my only one, my only one
Yeah, you are my number one, my number one
You're saying that you love me
And I know you ain't lie
You got me so, high, high
You got me so, high, high
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
You got me so
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Turier, Toby Nicholls, Jade Nwokedi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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