WE JUS WANNA GET HIGH
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作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen

作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen

(80-80-808 Mafia)

We just wanna get real high-igh-igh

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

That nigga know that bitch he got is mine, mine, mine

That's your bitch and that's my bitch too, nigga, don't forget

I was looking out my rearview, finger on the trigger

Switching bitches like tennis shoes, I damn near forget

I'm in love with my money, baby, I don't want shit

Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse

Dog-ass bitch, she just tryna suck my wrist off

All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk

Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk

Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw

You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho

Send her home to you, she don't wanna talk to you, her brain sore

Grand remarkable, I get dollars like Diego

Grand National, made it skrrt outside the bando

Two Glock 40s, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo

Finessin' a sport, bitch, hand me the fork, yeah, yeah

Top like New York, bitch giving intercourse, yeah, yeah

Drop-top Rolls-Royce like I ain't got a choice, yeah, yeah

Bag it up and sell it and go cop me some Screw

Twenty-six Pirellis, put on brand new shoes

Zero below, all this ice, catch the flu

Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse

Dog-ass bitch, she just tryna suck my wrist off

All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk

Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk

Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw

You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho

I been tryna balance out the money with the dope

Too much drip, bitch gotta walk around with a float

Messy hoes know this bitch ****ing on a GOAT

They know what come with that ice, Chane'-ne', Coco

I give bitches a lil' hype and then I adios

I got the midas touch, extended Rolls-Royce Ghost

When I ain't got them hitters 'round, you still can't approach

Don't make me have to up this mother****er and let it go

Security for these bitches 'cause they ain't got no control

Don't make me have to up this mother****er and let it go

We just wanna get real high-igh-igh

作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen

作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen

(80-80-808 Mafia)

We just wanna get real high-igh-igh

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

That nigga know that bitch he got is mine, mine, mine

That's your bitch and that's my bitch too, nigga, don't forget

I was looking out my rearview, finger on the trigger

Switching bitches like tennis shoes, I damn near forget

I'm in love with my money, baby, I don't want shit

Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse

Dog-ass bitch, she just tryna suck my wrist off

All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk

Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk

Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw

You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho

Send her home to you, she don't wanna talk to you, her brain sore

Grand remarkable, I get dollars like Diego

Grand National, made it skrrt outside the bando

Two Glock 40s, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo

Finessin' a sport, bitch, hand me the fork, yeah, yeah

Top like New York, bitch giving intercourse, yeah, yeah

Drop-top Rolls-Royce like I ain't got a choice, yeah, yeah

Bag it up and sell it and go cop me some Screw

Twenty-six Pirellis, put on brand new shoes

Zero below, all this ice, catch the flu

Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse

Dog-ass bitch, she just tryna suck my wrist off

All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk

Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk

Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw

You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho

I been tryna balance out the money with the dope

Too much drip, bitch gotta walk around with a float

Messy hoes know this bitch ****ing on a GOAT

They know what come with that ice, Chane'-ne', Coco

I give bitches a lil' hype and then I adios

I got the midas touch, extended Rolls-Royce Ghost

When I ain't got them hitters 'round, you still can't approach

Don't make me have to up this mother****er and let it go

Security for these bitches 'cause they ain't got no control

Don't make me have to up this mother****er and let it go

We just wanna get real high-igh-igh

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