歌词
Shorty gets down when I one up
She gon get around once I one up
If your girl is out of town throw your ones up
Stay high
Stay high
I was in the ice box getting froze up
Got crunk of the mud now I'm po'd up
Real n- don't smile for the close ups
Stay high
Stay high
Got four.five grams crushed up in a spliff
Four.five bands that I dropped on a zip
All this fucking money got me smelling like a brick
Sent a couple thou got her toes quick
My shorty outside she gon slide wit a pole
She the type to shoot a bitch up on Vogue
Blew two.five on Leon Dore
Spanish lil bitch and she mixed with creole
With this lean on
My style got Vetements jeans on
Get the pack then I stretch it for the re-up
Diamonds jumping out the face they can't see us
I be thumping through these hundreds it's nun serious
New Cullinan red leather interior
Fashion killa her style's heavy it's serial
Type of bitch that they make one in a million
Yeah yeah yeah
My bitch keep a 9 in her purse she'll let it spray
And I make that type of money you ain't supposed to make
She just crushed a eighth and she can't feel her face
She be like Zoddy get over here keep turning me up
Shorty gets down when I one up
She gon get around once I one up
If your girl is out of town throw your ones up
Stay high
Stay high
I was in the ice box getting froze up
Got crunk of the mud now I'm po'd up
Real n- don't smile for the close ups
Stay high
Stay high