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Don't Blow My High Video (MV)






The Yutes - Don't Blow My High Lyrics




ChrisNewImage
Bro I ain't mad at you (nah)
The hate in your face jus enough to be glad at you (yah)
But stay in your place my niggas put them hands on you (woah)
And f*ck up your day with the moves that you
Trace and just take your whole day with the moves that we make
With the shit we embrace you niggas better pray and we don't mean to laugh at you
But shit just funny my nigga ain't no class in you
Go back to your roots my niggas slap the past in you (way back)
But this where it's at and that's where you from
The sound drum you hating on us ma nigga you wrong
Right now I'm way way way way way up (way way up)
And Ima stay stay stay stay stay stay up (stay stay up)
And these niggas hate hate hate hate hate hate us (hate hate us)
I guess you're a hate hate hate hate hater (hate hater)
They say the old live fast and the good die young
Ima be on this loud and believe that shit strong
I don't smoke off any blunt if I don't know where its from
Only gas in my system n I puff it till its done

Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in this work)
Don't blow my high
(swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(get it get it)
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (Ahh!)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (get it)

Santris
Don't get me started
Not tired am yawning
This I was born with
Out here performing
Sipping on corn lik
Oops I mean conyak
I don't whip ponyak
I rather the star shit
Don't hate cuz you want shit
Need me a contract
So my dick hop up off it
On some faster than car shit
Funny how we started with plenty
Now it ain't too many
All shared a dream of making that fetti
But them boys won't too ready
F*ck em i roll up like spaghetti
Want me a house n whip two Chevy
Next time I hear niggas hating
Over moves we making
Am getting my lutenients
And he gon find where yo nest be
Might leave a bomb in yo friend seat
Don't blow my high when my medz deep
Cuz we jus grind we don't Breast feed
F*ck yo bitch faster than ten speed
They must have fell outta hate tree
Cuz I know lotta them hate me
But yo until you can face me
Don't blow my high nigga

Operater
Naah don't blow my high
Nigga they asking em why
Niggas stay with them low eyes
F*ck what you heard nights leaving noply
Nigga they tripping
Niggas hate me from a distance
Operater all up in it
Bitch watch me like television
(Yeeaaa)
Nigga don't step on my shoe
Niggas ik they get loose
F*ck with a troop
Nigga they know what we do
Hanging up my nights suit
(Blllll)
Leave a nigga with no tooth
All my niggas bout that loot
Up in the game leave a bruise
F*ck with them niggas they lose
Niggas tripping but am in it
I ain't gon stop until am finish
But yo bitch want me dig
I dig like a nigga cuming in it her
And a nigga won't stop
Niggas crawling to the top
Pussy niggas think they hot
Till a nigga cock it back & they pop
Watch a nigga while he whip
While a nigga all up in the kitchen
Got that water but it's not for dishes
Nigga know I gotta get it
Nigga wrist hurting cuz a nigga whipping
Got the coke I need the yola
Pack moving like a rover
Niggas tryna tell me stop it
Too fresh like the sofas

Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in this work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(get it get it)
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (Ahh!)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (get it)

Put in the work
Put in the work
Or get put in the dirt
DBMH
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ChrisNewImage
Bro I ain't mad at you (nah)
The hate in your face jus enough to be glad at you (yah)
But stay in your place my niggas put them hands on you (woah)
And f*ck up your day with the moves that you
Trace and just take your whole day with the moves that we make
With the shit we embrace you niggas better pray and we don't mean to laugh at you
But shit just funny my nigga ain't no class in you
Go back to your roots my niggas slap the past in you (way back)
But this where it's at and that's where you from
The sound drum you hating on us ma nigga you wrong
Right now I'm way way way way way up (way way up)
And Ima stay stay stay stay stay stay up (stay stay up)
And these niggas hate hate hate hate hate hate us (hate hate us)
I guess you're a hate hate hate hate hater (hate hater)
They say the old live fast and the good die young
Ima be on this loud and believe that shit strong
I don't smoke off any blunt if I don't know where its from
Only gas in my system n I puff it till its done

Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in this work)
Don't blow my high
(swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(get it get it)
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (Ahh!)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (get it)

Santris
Don't get me started
Not tired am yawning
This I was born with
Out here performing
Sipping on corn lik
Oops I mean conyak
I don't whip ponyak
I rather the star shit
Don't hate cuz you want shit
Need me a contract
So my dick hop up off it
On some faster than car shit
Funny how we started with plenty
Now it ain't too many
All shared a dream of making that fetti
But them boys won't too ready
F*ck em i roll up like spaghetti
Want me a house n whip two Chevy
Next time I hear niggas hating
Over moves we making
Am getting my lutenients
And he gon find where yo nest be
Might leave a bomb in yo friend seat
Don't blow my high when my medz deep
Cuz we jus grind we don't Breast feed
F*ck yo bitch faster than ten speed
They must have fell outta hate tree
Cuz I know lotta them hate me
But yo until you can face me
Don't blow my high nigga

Operater
Naah don't blow my high
Nigga they asking em why
Niggas stay with them low eyes
F*ck what you heard nights leaving noply
Nigga they tripping
Niggas hate me from a distance
Operater all up in it
Bitch watch me like television
(Yeeaaa)
Nigga don't step on my shoe
Niggas ik they get loose
F*ck with a troop
Nigga they know what we do
Hanging up my nights suit
(Blllll)
Leave a nigga with no tooth
All my niggas bout that loot
Up in the game leave a bruise
F*ck with them niggas they lose
Niggas tripping but am in it
I ain't gon stop until am finish
But yo bitch want me dig
I dig like a nigga cuming in it her
And a nigga won't stop
Niggas crawling to the top
Pussy niggas think they hot
Till a nigga cock it back & they pop
Watch a nigga while he whip
While a nigga all up in the kitchen
Got that water but it's not for dishes
Nigga know I gotta get it
Nigga wrist hurting cuz a nigga whipping
Got the coke I need the yola
Pack moving like a rover
Niggas tryna tell me stop it
Too fresh like the sofas

Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in this work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(get it get it)
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (Ahh!)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (get it)

Put in the work
Put in the work
Or get put in the dirt
DBMH
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: CHRISTOPHER PALMER, DERRICK INGRAM, MICHAEL REDMOND, TRISTOPHER PALMER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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