Bitch I'm not some wannabe
I could be your top Five
Make you trip like ketamine
All my shit so hi-fi
Always making better beats
Shout out chris and all my other guys
Always keep that peace peace
(Your peace aint shit to me)
Hi-fi always making better b-b-b-b-b-beats
Hi-fi hi-fi hi-fi (better beats)
She like the feeling of the kick drum beating
In a hollywood club you can't get in
And its all so vogue
Lights and bottles
Influencers and they're prettier than you
I'm not some wannabe
I'm too f*cking important
I came from seven thousand years in the future to warn you
Everyone will adore you
The media will turn you
Curse you and hurt you until your burnt up
(if my beauty was fleeting was it all for nun)
A/B Honor Roll yeah she's on a roll
Molly or the adderall which one do you want
Oh you're so Hollywood I never would've thought
Come to my catacombs and study all the arts
I can double up your money if you mother f*cking want
Why you bugging? its the life of the young Mourning Star
And I sit around and pray to satan and my guitar
You don't want it like me motherf*cker I raised the bar
Layth - hi-fi Lyrics
Layth - hi-fi Lyrics
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Bitch I'm not some wannabe
I could be your top Five
Make you trip like ketamine
All my shit so hi-fi
Always making better beats
Shout out chris and all my other guys
Always keep that peace peace
(Your peace aint shit to me)
Hi-fi always making better b-b-b-b-b-beats
Hi-fi hi-fi hi-fi (better beats)
She like the feeling of the kick drum beating
In a hollywood club you can't get in
And its all so vogue
Lights and bottles
Influencers and they're prettier than you
I'm not some wannabe
I'm too f*cking important
I came from seven thousand years in the future to warn you
Everyone will adore you
The media will turn you
Curse you and hurt you until your burnt up
(if my beauty was fleeting was it all for nun)
A/B Honor Roll yeah she's on a roll
Molly or the adderall which one do you want
Oh you're so Hollywood I never would've thought
Come to my catacombs and study all the arts
I can double up your money if you mother f*cking want
Why you bugging? its the life of the young Mourning Star
And I sit around and pray to satan and my guitar
You don't want it like me motherf*cker I raised the bar
I could be your top Five
Make you trip like ketamine
All my shit so hi-fi
Always making better beats
Shout out chris and all my other guys
Always keep that peace peace
(Your peace aint shit to me)
Hi-fi always making better b-b-b-b-b-beats
Hi-fi hi-fi hi-fi (better beats)
She like the feeling of the kick drum beating
In a hollywood club you can't get in
And its all so vogue
Lights and bottles
Influencers and they're prettier than you
I'm not some wannabe
I'm too f*cking important
I came from seven thousand years in the future to warn you
Everyone will adore you
The media will turn you
Curse you and hurt you until your burnt up
(if my beauty was fleeting was it all for nun)
A/B Honor Roll yeah she's on a roll
Molly or the adderall which one do you want
Oh you're so Hollywood I never would've thought
Come to my catacombs and study all the arts
I can double up your money if you mother f*cking want
Why you bugging? its the life of the young Mourning Star
And I sit around and pray to satan and my guitar
You don't want it like me motherf*cker I raised the bar
Writer: Layth Aziz, Henry Cecil
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