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Get High
Gucci Mane
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Get high
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I cut the stove on
And get the pie
High, it's finna get high
So put your mask on
And lick some shots
High, it's finna get high
Man, oh, it gon' be a cold summer
Ice on my belly, so that means I got a cold stomach (Yeah)
And my watch, it cost a cool hundred
Charm cost me two hundred, flexin' with the new money (Burr)
Got that don't know what to do money
Twenty-eight of Chevy's got my old school lookin' too funny (Hahaha)
And this paint job cost a cool twenty
Got it washed by two junkies, burnin' on that good chronic
A blast .40 in my red monkey
Try the CEO, I leave you funky like a dead donkey (Yeah)
I hope you heard what I just said, homie
Thought you was my dog 'til that nigga put the feds on me
So nigga, go and tell on me
I'ma get this bread, homie, I ain't never scared, homie (Huh?)
Hope you heard what I just said, homie
You can go and tell on me, I'ma get this bread, homie (Yeah)
I cut the stove on
And get the pie
High, it's finna get high
So put your mask on
And lick some shots
High, it's finna get high
In the club on that good money
Shawty smokin' weed, but it's smellin' like that wood burnin' (Stop)
In Magic City on a good Monday
Got it rainin' good money, hoes makin' good money (Go, go, go)
I told lil' mama she can juug for me
Shawty kept it hood, lil' mama out here catchin' juugs for me
I told my plug he need to send somethin'
Shawty, she a rider, she said she down to do ten for me (Huh?)
And I let her get it in for me
Comin' through the airport right now
Strapped down with them things for me (Huh?)
And that girl know how to spend money
Baby want that real money, show you how to lend money (Yeah)
I told her all I do is cash hundreds
Nothin' like that cash money, I be makin' fast money (Huh?)
But nigga, if you trick your last money
If you trick your last money, nigga, you a damn dummy
I cut the stove on
And get the pie
High, it's finna get high
So put your mask on
And lick some shots
High, it's finna get high
I hit the club and left my car runnin'
Why you leave your car runnin'? I'm just gon' be five minutes (Zoom)
Man, I pull me up 'bout nine women
It didn't take me nine minutes, but I need me nine Jimmies (Yeah)
Man, these girls filled all my nine wishes
All you player haters need to get the fuck out my business (Uh)
Man, I think I got 'bout nine Hemi's
Nine millimeter on me and it got the nine millimeter (Yeah)
I cut the stove on
And get the pie
High, it's finna get high
So put your mask on
And lick some shots
High, it's finna get high
I cut the stove on
And get the pie
High, it's finna get high
So put your mask on
And lick some shots
High, it's finna get high
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