Duo
High
So ride
Til sun rise
We so high
Rollin' down the strip, low ride and lean
Fukin Sunset glowin', streets got that gleam
Gold Gold on my wrist, bitch chain hangin' right
G-Funk mothafukin bumpin' till the morning light
*** With a swagger so smooth, city lights flick
With a swagger so smooth, city lights flick
*** With a swagger
We Fly High
So we
Until sun rise
We so high
Red cups raised up, smoke in the air
VIP lit, niga we just don't care
Ladies lookin' fly, all dressed to thrill
Fuckin Dancin' in the lights with drinks to spill
Bitch we Rollin' real smooth, got the top down low
Fuckin Breezin' through the night, watchin' that glow
*** keepin' it cool, let the rhythm just ride
In the Westside style, with a muthafukin crew on the side
Night city glow, pocket full of green
Hood rich livin', in that star-studded scene
Stacks on the dash, champagne on ice
Ladies all around, yeah, they know the price
Bitch Street lights flicker, fame on the rise
Fuckin Money flows steady, got that gleam in her eyes
From the block to the top, niga we takin' what's ours
Stacks on the dash, champagne on ice
We Fly Hiiigh
So we
Until sun risee
We so high
High
(Flute sounds)
We so high
We so high
Light
Light
Light
Light
Light
So ride
Til sun rise
We so high
Rollin' down the strip, low ride and lean
Fukin Sunset glowin', streets got that gleam
Gold Gold on my wrist, bitch chain hangin' right
G-Funk mothafukin bumpin' till the morning light
*** With a swagger so smooth, city lights flick
With a swagger so smooth, city lights flick
*** With a swagger
We Fly High
So we
Until sun rise
We so high
Red cups raised up, smoke in the air
VIP lit, niga we just don't care
Ladies lookin' fly, all dressed to thrill
Fuckin Dancin' in the lights with drinks to spill
Bitch we Rollin' real smooth, got the top down low
Fuckin Breezin' through the night, watchin' that glow
*** keepin' it cool, let the rhythm just ride
In the Westside style, with a muthafukin crew on the side
Night city glow, pocket full of green
Hood rich livin', in that star-studded scene
Stacks on the dash, champagne on ice
Ladies all around, yeah, they know the price
Bitch Street lights flicker, fame on the rise
Fuckin Money flows steady, got that gleam in her eyes
From the block to the top, niga we takin' what's ours
Stacks on the dash, champagne on ice
We Fly Hiiigh
So we
Until sun risee
We so high
High
(Flute sounds)
We so high
We so high
Light
Light
Light
Light
Light
Credits
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