Tha Highest
Leaning over sideways, leaning
I can't feel my face, feining
Look inside my thoughts, demons
Fuck my bitch so good, she creamin
Fuck my bitch so good, now she feining
Fuck my bitch so good, she can't leave me
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
I get higher than a hoe, made this shit sleepin
Dug myself up out that hole, I was in the deep end
I don't give a fuck, I don't got no feelins
I don't got no limit, got no ceilings
That's why I'm the highest in the building
I went past the fucking limit, I went past the fucking ceiling
I'm the highest in this building
I went past the fucking limit, I don't got no fucking limit
I don't got no fucking ceiling, yeah
Your success, it just depends bout who you let in here
When you open up that door, don't let out the air
When you pop open that four, make sure you pour in here
I might pour up red, red, red, slide in here
I got two big ass boogers in both my ears
I got God over my shoulders, I don't got no fears
Leaning over sideways, leaning
I can't feel my face, feining
Look inside my thoughts, demons
Fuck my bitch so good, she creamin
Fuck my bitch so good, now she feining
Fuck my bitch so good, she can't leave me
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
I can't feel my face, feining
Look inside my thoughts, demons
Fuck my bitch so good, she creamin
Fuck my bitch so good, now she feining
Fuck my bitch so good, she can't leave me
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
I get higher than a hoe, made this shit sleepin
Dug myself up out that hole, I was in the deep end
I don't give a fuck, I don't got no feelins
I don't got no limit, got no ceilings
That's why I'm the highest in the building
I went past the fucking limit, I went past the fucking ceiling
I'm the highest in this building
I went past the fucking limit, I don't got no fucking limit
I don't got no fucking ceiling, yeah
Your success, it just depends bout who you let in here
When you open up that door, don't let out the air
When you pop open that four, make sure you pour in here
I might pour up red, red, red, slide in here
I got two big ass boogers in both my ears
I got God over my shoulders, I don't got no fears
Leaning over sideways, leaning
I can't feel my face, feining
Look inside my thoughts, demons
Fuck my bitch so good, she creamin
Fuck my bitch so good, now she feining
Fuck my bitch so good, she can't leave me
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
Fuck my bitch so good, yeah she feel it
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Writer(s): Jon-paul Gonzalez
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