So high, what´s beneath me, I can´t even call it high Like ticket holders when the season started
It ain´t much to say when actions speak for themselves So just the fact that I´m in this motherfucker means I´m balling So next time you take shots keep an extra cartridge Niggers handcuffing hoes like the police department You think you flying but you really falling You just ain´t hit the concrete yet nigger, you´re stalling They say pop means being popular to the population So excuse me for being the topic of your conversation I just keep banging verses and rocking your mama´s braces
... blowing whistles like please get the sun down Meanwhile I´m globetrotting from sun up to sun down But still I´m straight... No time to play cause I know they don´t... on tp... But still I´m blaze, so manytrees don´t need no shades Living that stamp life, I think my passport need more space Haha, it´s B-o-B-o bitch! So don´t, don´t get mad when your girl come up to me in public like... Just keep it movin´ brah All you hater, I don´t even wanna hear no I don´t even know why I gotta smoke for man
It´s like I just can´t even get (high), not even a little bit, (high) at all! But still man, you know how I do it Grand hustle in the building Tip coming home soon so you know it´s a problem! I´m gone... I´m finna go get (high)