Way 2 Hi

I was probably way too high, I ain't see you come by
Im spending double on this art, why you need a reason why?
It's still fuck the other side
Yeah that's how i'm gone ride
I got orange gas in my lungs, i can touch the sky
You got my heart on E, I hit the gas full speed
This lil bitch a Track not a Skat not a Beamer on me
Took the nigga racks, snatched his jacket
Cause it look better on me
Niggas like to cap, It's a act we gone send em to the G
I hit my poker face
I'm selling green for 2.3 like this shit was Golden State
Niggas know I fiend, the lean on me
I'm the type to fade away
I'm the type to pull up on the scene and take his chain away
Goyard bag with them VVV's we getting paid okay
They said they rollin' deep, but they not
Them niggas wish they had what we got
Attaching stendo's to the A.K. we taking everything that you got
Ain't no point in seeing some waterfalls, nigga just look down at my watch
If you bout it then play for it
Like back in grade school
We make a nigga brain-brain brainstorm it
I'm a super human got my cape flowin, I'm stayin' open
Dump multiple rounds left his remains in the same ocean
I was probably way too high, I ain't see you come by
Im spending double on this art, why you need a reason why?
It's still fuck the other side
Yeah that's how i'm gone ride
I got orange gas in my lungs, i can touch the sky
You got my heart on E, I hit the gas full speed
This lil bitch a Track not a Skat not a Beamer on me
Took the nigga racks, snatched his jacket
Cause it look better on me
Niggas like to cap, It's a act we gone send em to the G



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