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High Life

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High Life

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High, high, high [x4]

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

What you blazing a week, that's what I start my day with

My checks worth more than your neck worth

I got a network about the size of the next earth

I'm laid up, so much head that my neck hurt

I'm living a dream, I never once with the bed first you dig

So what should I do with so much hate?

Fuck it, I turn crabs in the bucket to a buffet

And beef to a filet that's a full-course entrée

And girl I turn that avocado to some guacomole

So Spanish girls Ole, we can skip the foreplay

Roll up some good hay and stay high for 4 days

We can do it 4 ways, left right, up down

My cup running over but I won't put my cup down

You haters cheer leading while I'm out here running touch downs

But I won't be ran down, I run shit, you run down

... 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)

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