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(Huh, ah)
Yeah, all we make is hits, yeah
I just told him (Brr), told him, "Yeat don't ever miss," yeah (Woah)
I just called my bitch, I told her to miss me with that shit (Bullshit)
We stay high as shit (Phew)
Yeah, we stay high as shit
Flyin', glidin', had to get this Cayenne (Swerve)
I ain't even tryin' (Not at all)
Yeah, all my brothers it, yeah, all your brothers dyin' (Phew)
Bitch come through for the weekend, she gon' try it
She gon' fall in love with me, yeah, I bet she like it (Go)
She want movies to be made, I call up Spike Lee (Brr)
I been way too high too often, nothing excite me no more
Yeah, you don't got to fuck with the vibes, you can meet my friend, the door (Door)
Yeah, walked up all in Chrome and bought it all then hit Dior (Yes)
These is flawless diamonds, boy, they water, yes, it's corp (Yeah)
Yeah, exposed him to the truth, I swear it shook him to his core
That unemployment stopped comin' in, it shook him to his core
Yeah, y'all bitch is crazy, can't deal with that, I'm not gon' be at courts
Somethin' happened? It don't matter, I'm payin' a million for a lawyer
Got your girl singin' my songs, she sing along just like a choir (Ooh-ooh)
Once they hear my shit, they sound the same, I'm glad I could inspire you
Walkin' 'round with both my eyes closed, they ask me, "Yeat, how high are you?" (Brrt-brrt)
Told 'em that's my favorite question (Oxy')
Yeah, Oxy' with Fenty, that's a deadly weapon (They catchin' up)
Yeah, tell me why you lyin' for? Yeah
I'm high, uh, flyin', ooh, yeah
How did I get this Cayenne? Oh-oh (Oh-oh, yeah)
I'm on demon pill, I tell 'em "I'm dyin'" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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