Highclass
As I walk through the night
They can't fuck with me for life
Yea I could do no wrong
Even if I want
Yea
Put racks up on my ice
Oh yea
Huh huh
I might tell you once
I won't tell you twice yea
Don't fuck wit what I like
Ah yea
Oh
I got fire that could get you through the night yea
This ain't no fuckin hype baby
Top five in the room go crazy
Ah yea
Stand tall on the money like Richie
Thank God if it was bout that I never got with you
If a lightweight step out the division
Then a big ring roll over his head like a scripture
Y'all niggas think a few hunnid is millions
While I breathe
While I glide
I've seen pride destroy niggas
All still following factions
I'm still im fashion
Niggas ain't think I was Cassius
See how I count that shit up nigga
Woo
Yea
All praise to the most high till I'm up high
I was down bad
I don't know why niggas hate on me
Niggas always say that they the big part of the picture
How they big dawgs
But then only come out to whisper
Obsidian core I pull up to bury a hatchet
Or maybe a shovel the words be trippin the pastor
As I walk through the night
They can't fuck with me for life
Yea I could do no wrong
Even if I want
Yea
Put racks up on my ice
Oh yea
Huh huh
I might tell you once
I won't tell you twice yea
Don't fuck wit what I like
Ah yea
Oh
I got fire that could get you through the night yea
This ain't no fuckin hype baby
Top five in the room go crazy
Ah yea
Night
Night
Night
Night
They can't fuck with me for life
Yea I could do no wrong
Even if I want
Yea
Put racks up on my ice
Oh yea
Huh huh
I might tell you once
I won't tell you twice yea
Don't fuck wit what I like
Ah yea
Oh
I got fire that could get you through the night yea
This ain't no fuckin hype baby
Top five in the room go crazy
Ah yea
Stand tall on the money like Richie
Thank God if it was bout that I never got with you
If a lightweight step out the division
Then a big ring roll over his head like a scripture
Y'all niggas think a few hunnid is millions
While I breathe
While I glide
I've seen pride destroy niggas
All still following factions
I'm still im fashion
Niggas ain't think I was Cassius
See how I count that shit up nigga
Woo
Yea
All praise to the most high till I'm up high
I was down bad
I don't know why niggas hate on me
Niggas always say that they the big part of the picture
How they big dawgs
But then only come out to whisper
Obsidian core I pull up to bury a hatchet
Or maybe a shovel the words be trippin the pastor
As I walk through the night
They can't fuck with me for life
Yea I could do no wrong
Even if I want
Yea
Put racks up on my ice
Oh yea
Huh huh
I might tell you once
I won't tell you twice yea
Don't fuck wit what I like
Ah yea
Oh
I got fire that could get you through the night yea
This ain't no fuckin hype baby
Top five in the room go crazy
Ah yea
Night
Night
Night
Night
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Writer(s): Jordan Lamb
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