Lyrics:
Swerve with the goons (swerve)
Big stepper, I just came from the moon (step, moon)
I'm smokin' a real one (static is real)
I'm workin' a fool
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
..)
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop {*hydraulic sound*} pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party,
at night right now it's 5am I'm making banger
Only way to have a voice is to get rich so I desire
To be what I'm inspired by
But until then I'll rap and I'll
at night right now it's 5am I'm making banger
Only way to have a voice is to get rich so I desire
To be what I'm inspired by
But until then I'll rap and I'll
on
Get high come on
All night come on
Yo Rich I've been trynna call you, see if you're good man, you straight? Hit me back
very impatient
Face woods back to back I ain't slowing up
Trey five big wood gon' and roll it up
Big smoke ain't ever gon' choke it up
Can't hang that
you swimmin' with the koi
Five to Nine like Royce
Big money by choice (Fettyyy)
Big money by choice
NANI
NANI
Yo' bitch is joinin' my posse
NANI
NANI
want ek’s lit
I'm like bitch get that rich make that switch fuck his bitch oe pêrels om my nek
En jou bitch hier by my plek oe
Big booty bitch en ‘n
on some big chips
Bricks, stash
Birdman nigga tryna come up on a lot of cash
Bitch!
[TQ]
I'm a ryder
I live life high
I'm guaranteed to turn heads
real gold, Engine watch
Badmind acting like a gangster
US dollar in the shoe box
Big Head, Big Benjamins on me
Five Palm, Beautiful view
Me and my son
getting too small, I'm trying to Q8 it, not Q5 it
Pop champagne, Ron Brown's my bag, just went two size up
I'm biggity big, I headline, you giggity gig like
on the parkways
Rich man, poor man, either way American
Shoved into the lost and found
The no-nukes yell "we're gonna all go to hell"
With the next big meltdown
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
dollar-dollar
D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill, y'all (ayy)
Still flyin' commercial when I can go private
Got rich enough that I can buy my own damn
money n****
Ball baby ball, you understand me?
From 100 to 1000 n**** yea from a mill to these mills man
Okay, them birds fly high but we get them
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big
On a Big smoke cloud
I won't come down
I don't know How Babe
And I don't hear sound
Cause it get drowned out by loud aye
Bitch I'm High
I'm So High
jewelry customized by my artist
Six months locked, got a head start bitch
I was nigga rich befo' I ever got a rap check
Yellow Corvette same color Moet
the good days, we would say fuck a nine to five
Spend all day in the cut drinking and getting high
Playing cards…talking shit
And laugh about all the dumb
Pippin
Big black bitch witta big nose
Twenty-five hunned for my bitch clothes
I ain't got it I'ma hit a lick tho
Waste about a 40 I wear big shorts
Know
Lord, Lord, by no one man""
And then the high sheriff, he shot Lazarus
Well, he shot him mighty-big number
Well, the high sheriff shot Lazarus
Well, he
inhloko ngathi iMai Mai
It's high time that it's my time
Legs up, give me FaceTime
Circle small njenge waistline
Yeah I'm run my city in my size fives
Itty
Oh, New York is changing.
Wherever you look,
Big tall buildings by Tishman
Tishman, ahh...
If I were a Tishman,
Yum di diddle didle doody
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