Jaziah - HIGH AS HELL Lyrics

Ayy
And it's gas up in my blunt
I'ma hit this bitch, I'ma f*ck her raw
I'ma hit her crazy, get up in her gut
And I'm high as hell, I mean it, fa real
JaZ what's yo type tight, man, I like a mut
With her face so pretty, man, I love the gang
Glock up in my lap, man, I keep it clutched
Glock up in my lap, stick up on my waist
With a bad bitch on me, man she on my body
It's runtz up in here, man I'm high as hell
We killin' that boy, flippin' his body
Gun up on my waist, and my cup too muddy
Hittin' on this bitch, putting her on vixen
Skirtin in the lamb, and the top is missin
Wearing all black, putting him on Pinterest
Weed make me throw up, Imma f*ck her throat up
Hold on, wait
Put the original on
JaZ, what's your f*ckin' type
I don't got a f*ckin' type
I just love pretty bitches
Shootin' at these bitch niggas
Man, how much is your cup
Baby like six figures
Polo on my f*ckin' draw
And my shirt, Hilfiger
Whisper in her f*ckin' ear
Baby, what's your f*ckin' name
Same night I f*ck her raw
And she grabbin' on my chain
Double R, that be the gang
Pull up on my f*ckin' chain
You so motherf*ckin' gorgeous
And JaZiah be my name
5'3", pretty bitch
I don't want you I want her
I like smokin' good gas
And if you scared, go to church
Baby, you scared, I won't hurt
Shoot the glock, make em' dirt
Did you wrong, bae, I'm sorry
Kill em' all, we do em' worse
JaZiah, we missed you
Come here