HIGH ASF (feat. Lil Oz)
Aye yo TYE, come grab this blunt right quick
Yeah
Baby I get money
Baby I get cash
Baby I get bands
Baby I get racks
Stop holding out yo hand
Just go get off yo ass
I can't just sit around
I go secure the bag
Send bro to gun ya down
No case just wear a mask
Too deep you let me drown
Then you came runnin back
Buss first I'm bussing back
Talk loud they love to chat
Gun sounds speed off new scat
I stay outside true facts
You switching up two face
New blick fresh out the case
Too sick drink lean today
Move quick I'm switching lanes With TYE HIGH in the Stu
We sky high in the booth
Might roll a zip weed
Bro ate a eighth of shroom
With TYE HIGH in the Stu
We sky high in the booth
Might roll a zip weed
Bro ate a eighth of shroom
Yeah
Pussy got me laying in a daze
I ain't say I need help
I be looking to the sky like God I need help
On God, on God
I'm in love wit myself
I put my problems over there
I put my problems on the shelf
I'm in love with the music
I ain't worried bout health
Aye
Right on time
Put them vocals over there
Tryna sound legit
Getting high as fuck
Feeling high as fuck
Know we high as fuck
Baby we high as fuck yeah
Baby we high as fuck yeah
HIGH as fuck yeah
HIGH as fuck yeah
I'm on prime
Know I'm right on time
Even in the dark you know I shine
Ion need a dime
Baby you cute
But baby I'm finer
No I'm not in love
Baby that's just not my time
No I got time
Rock with the flick of the fingers
Ultra dead inside
Feelin them sparks they come alive
I'm on remind
Baby fast forward
In real time
I don't feel fine
Spark this weed I'll feel fine
Tryna be alive
Pussy got me laying in a daze
I ain't say I need help
I be lookin to the sky like God I need help
On God, on God
I'm in love wit myself
I put my problems over there
I put my problems on the shelf
I'm in love with the music
I ain't worried bout health
Aye
Right on time
Put them vocals over there
Tryna sound legit
Getting high as fuck
Feeling high as fuck
Know we high as fuck
Baby we high as fuck yeah
Baby we high as fuck yeah
High as fuck yeah
High as fuck yeah
Yo Oz...
I'm out dawg
Yeah
Baby I get money
Baby I get cash
Baby I get bands
Baby I get racks
Stop holding out yo hand
Just go get off yo ass
I can't just sit around
I go secure the bag
Send bro to gun ya down
No case just wear a mask
Too deep you let me drown
Then you came runnin back
Buss first I'm bussing back
Talk loud they love to chat
Gun sounds speed off new scat
I stay outside true facts
You switching up two face
New blick fresh out the case
Too sick drink lean today
Move quick I'm switching lanes With TYE HIGH in the Stu
We sky high in the booth
Might roll a zip weed
Bro ate a eighth of shroom
With TYE HIGH in the Stu
We sky high in the booth
Might roll a zip weed
Bro ate a eighth of shroom
Yeah
Pussy got me laying in a daze
I ain't say I need help
I be looking to the sky like God I need help
On God, on God
I'm in love wit myself
I put my problems over there
I put my problems on the shelf
I'm in love with the music
I ain't worried bout health
Aye
Right on time
Put them vocals over there
Tryna sound legit
Getting high as fuck
Feeling high as fuck
Know we high as fuck
Baby we high as fuck yeah
Baby we high as fuck yeah
HIGH as fuck yeah
HIGH as fuck yeah
I'm on prime
Know I'm right on time
Even in the dark you know I shine
Ion need a dime
Baby you cute
But baby I'm finer
No I'm not in love
Baby that's just not my time
No I got time
Rock with the flick of the fingers
Ultra dead inside
Feelin them sparks they come alive
I'm on remind
Baby fast forward
In real time
I don't feel fine
Spark this weed I'll feel fine
Tryna be alive
Pussy got me laying in a daze
I ain't say I need help
I be lookin to the sky like God I need help
On God, on God
I'm in love wit myself
I put my problems over there
I put my problems on the shelf
I'm in love with the music
I ain't worried bout health
Aye
Right on time
Put them vocals over there
Tryna sound legit
Getting high as fuck
Feeling high as fuck
Know we high as fuck
Baby we high as fuck yeah
Baby we high as fuck yeah
High as fuck yeah
High as fuck yeah
Yo Oz...
I'm out dawg
Credits
Writer(s): Zechariah Wooten
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