Higher
I was higher
Higher
Higher I was higher
I was higher
Higher
I was high up
Reminiscing on my time
Tryna add my dimes up
I'm talking pies bruh
Stuck in my Benz I can't find yeah
Cracked up
Like my iPhone
You hit me back from
Backed up lil shawty bouncing faster
On my mattress
Bombay
Pour are feeling way
I need a glass up
Pass up
Fake niggas tryna dab my hand up
Averagely I'm bout to seed a couple dreams
That was bounded i ain't drowning
Living in the wind
Feel I'm whipping crown Vic
Mixing magic
With the tan I coordinate
Like a showman
I was bound to win
For my times was sin
Now I'm sinning in
This new luxury Benz
That I bought to whip
Half a brick a bird i sip
When I'm flying I trip so lit
Geekin up in the crib
Late night reminisce
CLA 250 Benz g g is my niggs
Got that holy mist i need to trip a bit
Ease my mind I'm with the shits
Just to get to it
I'm doing what I need to do
New year got me feeling lit
New everything
New whip new x
Special cloth on my chest
Givenchy duffel
Got to zip the rest
Pour my feelings yes
I'm doing fine don't test
I'm finding mine I get
Guala gold make the sealing wet
Revenge storms and I'm f*ckin in
Got Ride to the other pent
Got to get what i got to get
Don't make me pull out my Glock
With Extended clip
Young nigga feeling lit
So he'll hit some shit
High up I was riding
In
In my Benz doing fine
Had to swerve on it
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Higher
I was higher
Higher
Higher I was higher
I was higher
Higher
I was high up
Reminiscing on my time
Tryna add my dimes up
I'm talking pies bruh
Stuck in my Benz I can't find yeah
Cracked up
Like my iPhone
You hit me back from
Backed up lil shawty bouncing faster
On my mattress
Bombay
Pour are feeling way
I need a glass up
Pass up
Fake niggas tryna dab my hand up
Averagely I'm bout to seed a couple dreams
That was bounded i ain't drowning
Living in the wind
Feel I'm whipping crown Vic
Mixing magic
With the tan I coordinate
Like a showman
I was bound to win
For my times was sin
Now I'm sinning in
This new luxury Benz
That I bought to whip
Half a brick a bird i sip
When I'm flying I trip so lit
Geekin up in the crib
Late night reminisce
CLA 250 Benz g g is my niggs
Got that holy mist i need to trip a bit
Ease my mind I'm with the shits
Just to get to it
I'm doing what I need to do
New year got me feeling lit
New everything
New whip new x
Special cloth on my chest
Givenchy duffel
Got to zip the rest
Pour my feelings yes
I'm doing fine don't test
I'm finding mine I get
Guala gold make the sealing wet
Revenge storms and I'm f*ckin in
Got Ride to the other pent
Got to get what i got to get
Don't make me pull out my Glock
With Extended clip
Young nigga feeling lit
So he'll hit some shit
High up I was riding
In
In my Benz doing fine
Had to swerve on it
I was higher
Higher
Higher I was higher
I was higher
Higher
I was high up
Reminiscing on my time
Tryna add my dimes up
I'm talking pies bruh
Stuck in my Benz I can't find yeah
Cracked up
Like my iPhone
You hit me back from
Backed up lil shawty bouncing faster
On my mattress
Bombay
Pour are feeling way
I need a glass up
Pass up
Fake niggas tryna dab my hand up
Averagely I'm bout to seed a couple dreams
That was bounded i ain't drowning
Living in the wind
Feel I'm whipping crown Vic
Mixing magic
With the tan I coordinate
Like a showman
I was bound to win
For my times was sin
Now I'm sinning in
This new luxury Benz
That I bought to whip
Half a brick a bird i sip
When I'm flying I trip so lit
Geekin up in the crib
Late night reminisce
CLA 250 Benz g g is my niggs
Got that holy mist i need to trip a bit
Ease my mind I'm with the shits
Just to get to it
I'm doing what I need to do
New year got me feeling lit
New everything
New whip new x
Special cloth on my chest
Givenchy duffel
Got to zip the rest
Pour my feelings yes
I'm doing fine don't test
I'm finding mine I get
Guala gold make the sealing wet
Revenge storms and I'm f*ckin in
Got Ride to the other pent
Got to get what i got to get
Don't make me pull out my Glock
With Extended clip
Young nigga feeling lit
So he'll hit some shit
High up I was riding
In
In my Benz doing fine
Had to swerve on it
Writer: CJ Stokelin, CJ Stowklyn
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