Yeah, yeah, yeah
High on the way to come see her
Tell myself that I don't even need her
We got 50 shots, we gon' put em onna t-shirt
Make guala off my phone and turn it to a money beeper
She tell me she don't love me f*ck it, I don't love me neither
Yeah, I throw back em perkies for my health
We the number one contenders, we not playin for the belt
I might f*ck his hoe with all the pain I felt
I just walked up in a function high as f*ck know they can tell
My old bitch jus say she miss me I just tell her wish her well
They talk down on us we send they ass to hell
And bitch we smoke exotic, you can tell just from the smell
I get so geeked out my body, get to moving like a snail
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
High on the way to come see her
Tell myself that I don't even need her
We got 50 shots, we gon' put em onna t-shirt
Make guala off my phone and turn it to a money beeper
She tell me she don't love me f*ck it, I don't love me neither
Yeah, I throw back em perkies for my health
We the number one contenders, we not playin for the belt
I might f*ck his hoe with all the pain I felt
I just walked up in a function high as f*ck know they can tell
My old bitch jus say she miss me I just tell her wish her well
They talk down on us we send they ass to hell
And bitch we smoke exotic, you can tell just from the smell
I get so geeked out my body, get to moving like a snail
Ran it up all by myself no, I don't need nobody else
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
High on the way to come see her
Tell myself that I don't even need her
We got 50 shots, we gon' put em onna t-shirt
Make guala off my phone and turn it to a money beeper
She tell me she don't love me f*ck it, I don't love me neither
Yeah, I throw back em perkies for my health
We the number one contenders, we not playin for the belt
I might f*ck his hoe with all the pain I felt
I just walked up in a function high as f*ck know they can tell
My old bitch jus say she miss me I just tell her wish her well
They talk down on us we send they ass to hell
And bitch we smoke exotic, you can tell just from the smell
I get so geeked out my body, get to moving like a snail
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
High on the way to come see her
Tell myself that I don't even need her
We got 50 shots, we gon' put em onna t-shirt
Make guala off my phone and turn it to a money beeper
She tell me she don't love me f*ck it, I don't love me neither
Yeah, I throw back em perkies for my health
We the number one contenders, we not playin for the belt
I might f*ck his hoe with all the pain I felt
I just walked up in a function high as f*ck know they can tell
My old bitch jus say she miss me I just tell her wish her well
They talk down on us we send they ass to hell
And bitch we smoke exotic, you can tell just from the smell
I get so geeked out my body, get to moving like a snail
Ran it up all by myself no, I don't need nobody else
High on the way to come see her
Tell myself that I don't even need her
We got 50 shots, we gon' put em onna t-shirt
Make guala off my phone and turn it to a money beeper
She tell me she don't love me f*ck it, I don't love me neither
Yeah, I throw back em perkies for my health
We the number one contenders, we not playin for the belt
I might f*ck his hoe with all the pain I felt
I just walked up in a function high as f*ck know they can tell
My old bitch jus say she miss me I just tell her wish her well
They talk down on us we send they ass to hell
And bitch we smoke exotic, you can tell just from the smell
I get so geeked out my body, get to moving like a snail
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
High on the way to come see her
Tell myself that I don't even need her
We got 50 shots, we gon' put em onna t-shirt
Make guala off my phone and turn it to a money beeper
She tell me she don't love me f*ck it, I don't love me neither
Yeah, I throw back em perkies for my health
We the number one contenders, we not playin for the belt
I might f*ck his hoe with all the pain I felt
I just walked up in a function high as f*ck know they can tell
My old bitch jus say she miss me I just tell her wish her well
They talk down on us we send they ass to hell
And bitch we smoke exotic, you can tell just from the smell
I get so geeked out my body, get to moving like a snail
Ran it up all by myself no, I don't need nobody else
Writer: Jahquez Eaddy
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