Blew My High
Lyrics
(Wet made this)
(TraumaTone)
I just spent a lot of money, now I'm tired
'Member when I used to fantasize
Got this Nina wit' me, you know that she gon' ride
Blow a nigga down, do or die
You scared to go to church, bitch, Kumbaya
Them pistols get to bussin', boo-ya-ya
You ain't with the Glo Gang, nigga, who are ya?
Steady textin' my phone, this just bitch just blew my high
This bitch just blew my high
And I was high off all of these drugs
I walk in the mall and buy out all of these stores
Nigga came out with two bags he thought he was
I was off the dope
And I was high of all this lean
Let a nigga try me, I got my Glock 40
He got thirty shots in it, don't make him scream, he mean
Hey Sosa, why you so high?
I gotta get high, to balance my low
I'm movin' too fast, I gotta pour a four
Spend lots of cash, 'member used to be broke
Sosa, why you got a gun for?
'Cause I'ma shoot when I see my opponent
Shoot late-ass nights and early-ass mornings
But hold up I gotta roll me a Dutch
I just spent a lot of money, now I'm tired
'Member when I used to fantasize
Got this Nina wit' me, you know that she gon' ride
Blow a nigga down, do or die
You scared to go to church, bitch, Kumbaya
Them pistols get to bussin', boo-ya-ya
You ain't with the Glo Gang, nigga, who are ya?
Steady textin' my phone, this just bitch just blew my high
Writer(s): Trauma Tone, WebbMadeThis, Keith Cozart
Copyright(s): Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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