HIGHS & LOWS (feat. Marcus Nogood, Ozone815, Dflow Flore$, DOA630 & thedeViator)

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah woah, hey

I've been through the high's and low's
Ducking five's and O's
Money cars and clothes
Is all a nigga knows
Knotted pockets big bank rolls
Skinny jeans and G-fazo's
Niggas throw shade on the low
It ain't nothing to me though, woah
I've been through the high's and low's
Ducking five's and O's
Money cars and clothes
Is all a nigga knows
Knotted pockets big bank rolls
Skinny jeans and G-fazo's
Niggas throw shade on the low
It ain't nothing to me though, woah

O-Z-O-N-E
Smoothies and doobies
Hopping straight out the jacuzzi
Feel like my life is a movie
She want to screw me
Making it spray like an Uzi
Oowee oowee oowee, uh
She give big head call her Stewie
Got a bag on me it's Louie
Surgery all on her boobies
Man I be feelin so groovy
Need me a Tesla its roomy
Oowee, oowee
Don't got no time for no groupies
Please keep it moving
All of you bitches confusing
Falling in love I'm refusing
Talking that shit 'cause I do it
Skinny jeans and G-Fazo's
All my blunts look like eggrolls
Money fast your shit come slow
Don't try to fix if it ain't broke

I've been through the high's and low's
Ducking five's and O's
Money cars and clothes
Is all a nigga knows
Knotted pockets big bank rolls
Skinny jeans and G-fazo's
Niggas throw shade on the low
It ain't nothing to me though, woah
I've been through the high's and low's
Ducking five's and O's
Money cars and clothes
Is all a nigga knows
Knotted pockets big bank rolls
Skinny jeans and G-fazo's
Niggas throw shade on the low
It ain't nothing to me though, woah

Swear it's perfect timing
where your mind at
She give me brain up in the backseat
Get your mind back
Looking good, yeah she from the hood
I get behind that
Appetite been getting heavy
Show me where to dine at
Love I cannot find that
Let me get my time back
Put your face right against mine
So I can see you climax
We can hit the Imax
Yeah you know I get around
I don't even got to say shit
They gon' still fuck with the sound
Lay it down, need another round
Like my liquor brown
Lick her down, she be going 'cause her boyfriend out of town
Get back to me, aye
Working in a factory, trying to get my raps on the way
Do not hit me back by the way
I can be a simp, now I'm starting to get back to my ways

I've been through the high's and low's
Ducking five's and O's
Money cars and clothes
Is all a nigga knows
Knotted pockets big bank rolls
Skinny jeans and G-fazo's
Niggas throw shade on the low
It ain't nothing to me though, woah

My pockets got knots I got lots of deposits
I'm not gon' lie yeah I think I'm the shit
Walk in the building
Motherfuckers gon' feel it
You are how you feel and I feel like a milly,
Feel it, bad energy don't get near it
I worked too hard purifying my spirit
Can't make excuses
For shit that need healing
I'm on a higher and ain't hit my ceiling
Q.P. cost a stimmy
Bad little bitch she feel me
She not from the city, she with it
Roll the weed real pretty you feel me
Stash za all up in her titties
One phone call she give me the kitty
Handle her business from city to city
Met in New York but I hit it in Philly
Out in L.A. on a beach getting litty
Met her in L.V. Take off her LV bitch there ain't shit you can tell me
Homie it's Gucci, let's shoot a movie
Right after I roll this doobie
She like it raw like it's sushi
Pockets got paper no loose-leaf
Bitch you don't know me you knew me
Oowee, a new me

I been through the highs and lows
Ducking 5's and 0's
Yo bro, you can pass me that charger?