I'm smokin a blunt and I think about days we ain't have it
Now you see young niggas havin
Remember them days you aint want me cuz I was down bad
Now I just hit her and pass her
I'm feeling the wind in the whip when I'm doing the dash
Now I can't go any faster
High Five
Bitch, I'm a king ain't a queen? Ima trash her
30 racks in the goyard
My grass is greener when you walk on my pasture
I got rich bitch I don't know yall
See that bitch you know I'm walking right past her
Cut her off she obsessed with my password
Loaded glock and it's under the dashboard
Oh she thinking that she petty
I got a new Foreign bitch and she just got her passport
You get wapped like you Fetty
Know I'm staying with the pack like a jansport
In the kitchen like I'm betty
Only a couple niggas that I'm gon take a chance for
Chopper on him and he ready
Couple shooters finna hop in an Uber for transport
All these bands bet yo bitch finna dance for
Diamonds dance like they hitting the dance floor
Big racks in my jeans
F*ck I look like I'm my own CEO what the f*ck do you mean
Designer drip with a solid black tee
Shawty messy why she spilling that tea
And I feel like Messi kicking shit with my team
Manifestation, Manifestation
Remember when we was up sippin that lean
Now niggas counting and rolling up green
I'm smokin a blunt and I think about days we ain't have it
Now you see young niggas havin
Remember them days you aint want me cuz I was down bad
Now I just hit her and pass her
I'm feeling the wind in the whip when I'm doing the dash
Now I can't go any faster
High Five
Bitch, I'm a king ain't a queen? Ima trash her
30 racks in the goyard
My grass is greener when you walk on my pasture
I got rich bitch I don't know yall
See that bitch you know I'm walking right past her
Cut her off she obsessed with my password
Loaded glock and it's under the dashboard
Oh she thinking that she petty
I got a new Foreign bitch and she just got her passport
Yictitan - High Five Freestyle (We Ain't Have It) Lyrics
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I'm smokin a blunt and I think about days we ain't have it
Now you see young niggas havin
Remember them days you aint want me cuz I was down bad
Now I just hit her and pass her
I'm feeling the wind in the whip when I'm doing the dash
Now I can't go any faster
High Five
Bitch, I'm a king ain't a queen? Ima trash her
30 racks in the goyard
My grass is greener when you walk on my pasture
I got rich bitch I don't know yall
See that bitch you know I'm walking right past her
Cut her off she obsessed with my password
Loaded glock and it's under the dashboard
Oh she thinking that she petty
I got a new Foreign bitch and she just got her passport
You get wapped like you Fetty
Know I'm staying with the pack like a jansport
In the kitchen like I'm betty
Only a couple niggas that I'm gon take a chance for
Chopper on him and he ready
Couple shooters finna hop in an Uber for transport
All these bands bet yo bitch finna dance for
Diamonds dance like they hitting the dance floor
Big racks in my jeans
F*ck I look like I'm my own CEO what the f*ck do you mean
Designer drip with a solid black tee
Shawty messy why she spilling that tea
And I feel like Messi kicking shit with my team
Manifestation, Manifestation
Remember when we was up sippin that lean
Now niggas counting and rolling up green
I'm smokin a blunt and I think about days we ain't have it
Now you see young niggas havin
Remember them days you aint want me cuz I was down bad
Now I just hit her and pass her
I'm feeling the wind in the whip when I'm doing the dash
Now I can't go any faster
High Five
Bitch, I'm a king ain't a queen? Ima trash her
30 racks in the goyard
My grass is greener when you walk on my pasture
I got rich bitch I don't know yall
See that bitch you know I'm walking right past her
Cut her off she obsessed with my password
Loaded glock and it's under the dashboard
Oh she thinking that she petty
I got a new Foreign bitch and she just got her passport
Now you see young niggas havin
Remember them days you aint want me cuz I was down bad
Now I just hit her and pass her
I'm feeling the wind in the whip when I'm doing the dash
Now I can't go any faster
High Five
Bitch, I'm a king ain't a queen? Ima trash her
30 racks in the goyard
My grass is greener when you walk on my pasture
I got rich bitch I don't know yall
See that bitch you know I'm walking right past her
Cut her off she obsessed with my password
Loaded glock and it's under the dashboard
Oh she thinking that she petty
I got a new Foreign bitch and she just got her passport
You get wapped like you Fetty
Know I'm staying with the pack like a jansport
In the kitchen like I'm betty
Only a couple niggas that I'm gon take a chance for
Chopper on him and he ready
Couple shooters finna hop in an Uber for transport
All these bands bet yo bitch finna dance for
Diamonds dance like they hitting the dance floor
Big racks in my jeans
F*ck I look like I'm my own CEO what the f*ck do you mean
Designer drip with a solid black tee
Shawty messy why she spilling that tea
And I feel like Messi kicking shit with my team
Manifestation, Manifestation
Remember when we was up sippin that lean
Now niggas counting and rolling up green
I'm smokin a blunt and I think about days we ain't have it
Now you see young niggas havin
Remember them days you aint want me cuz I was down bad
Now I just hit her and pass her
I'm feeling the wind in the whip when I'm doing the dash
Now I can't go any faster
High Five
Bitch, I'm a king ain't a queen? Ima trash her
30 racks in the goyard
My grass is greener when you walk on my pasture
I got rich bitch I don't know yall
See that bitch you know I'm walking right past her
Cut her off she obsessed with my password
Loaded glock and it's under the dashboard
Oh she thinking that she petty
I got a new Foreign bitch and she just got her passport
Writer: Skye Parham
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