Lyrics:
les jaloux, j'vois les regards
J'arrive d'un voyage dans l'espace
Fuck is wrong with you, I ain't got nothing to prove
J'ai fait exactement c'qui
is coin', gonna take us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain,
Four feet high and risin'
How high's the water, mama?
is coming, gonna take us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain
Four feet high and risin'
How high's the water, mama?
though it never stops
A mother’s son dead
Was killed by some kids popped
Shots, they back and forth
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
No idols,
We go high high high high
Tonight ite ite ite
We go high high high high
Tonight ite ite ite
We go high high high high
Tonight ite ite ite
We go high
than high, high
High, high, high, high
It drops without, then without doubt I'm without drought
How else could I spit out 'bout
Spotted backs
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
All I need me to vent is a mic
All I need in my bed is my wife
Daddy's boy can't leave from his side Drop him school every day, tuck him in every
that thing out
When she glide by
Got a nigga booted up
Yeah that booty got me high
How she
Body body body something crazy
Frame is amazing
How she toot
then die tryna teach 'em, Lord
Die tryna reach 'em
They care more about how much I leave 'em, where'd I leave it?
I hope I leave more
a lotta Moet to drink
Cash spent as fast as you blink
And all you hear is (dosidodo)
None of these folks are livin' low
They're livin' on the (high
another dude, that'd be sad to see
You still mad at me, some high school tragedy
Seeing how I played your home girl who had it bad for me
I'm like whoa,
High
High
I poured up, zoned out faded faded
I poured up, I zoned out faded faded
Know what this is when it hits my nigga
This is that cold spit my
high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas
Yo bro
You might've tried canadian loud
Have you tried my loud try my loud
God is the high I got new rizla
High of highs o new rizla
I got new rizla
Leaving impressions on the people that I pass by
Cause you ain’t never really know, when it’s your last ride
Regardless if I’m seen as the good,
[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands
Trump Impression
You're supposed to be this great rapper
How'd you lose a rap battle
With the deaf bitch?
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sweet babe banana eh
you dey make my heart like potato babe (you make my heart sweet like potato)
babe your love e dey high me (babe your love is making
How high, how high can we go
How high, how high can we go
How high
How high, how high can we go
Can we go
How high, how high can we go
(How high can
Oh singing Oh
You you know the sky is the limit
You can do whatever you want just begin it
Oh singing Oh Oh
So how high how high do you wanna go
How
Nor ask me why
Nor ask me why
My price is high
Nor ask me why
Nor ask me why
My price is high
My price is high
African gyal
African gyal
E get bride
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