"Higher" lyrics
(feat. Lyriq Tye, Brianna Perry & Ball Greezy)
Yeah! You don't know Is
Ha-ha, Ha!
Cmon, yeah
Ha-ha, Brisco!
Before I came with the money, sky's a limit
I ain't leave it to the chops, dinish
Picture me Mrs. Fashion, attractive designer
Figure if it happens, greater than my time was
They say that love feels good, if you let it
I'm taking this course, I'm tryna peel out her leggings
Please baby, I just want to be famous
Until they have me ever gave me a chance to a stranger
It's all about potential, can't you see I'm driven
The subject a struggle, behind me I'm living
The climax, make a movie call it high meth
Have sex and loyal casual on the high head
Let a nigga get free
Let a nigga get bread
Let a nigga line up the sky like he's supposed to be
Let a nigga go higher
Than a hater of his daughter
They can't stop what's best for you
You'll grind hard if your dreams come true
Oh higher, oh higher
Oh higher (I feel up, it's Brianna)
Picture me rolling with the top drop, it's too hot
Plan Biggie Brisco, or Tupac
Maybe Kim, or Nikki M
Getting higher than the rim, in the tallest gym
I'm a fucking degree, an African goddess
Calling me arect, cause the pussy the bombest
Shorty with the plain paddock, I'm keeping it modest
With the 7-inch heels, I know I'm the hottest
Hop in and have a race, the boy in the bloggers
I ain't used to have shit, I've been listening to Javas
Bare bitch need a boss, can't fuck with a plunger
Keep your nose out my business, and listen and baller
Let a nigga get free
Let a nigga get bread
Let a nigga line up the sky like he's supposed to be
Let a nigga go higher
Than a hater of his daughter
They can't stop what's best for you
You'll grind hard if your dreams come true
Oh higher, oh higher
Oh higher (Alright, come fuck with the doe boys babe, yeah)
All gold chain, flipping two color stick
Insides turn your wings smaller
They say the sky's a limit
That's why the rolli got the diamonds in it
Uh! Definitely got the 30 on it
A nigga player dropped a birdie on it
Right! Suicidal with the car to get frames
With the wigs and the ponytail looking blank
40 thousand in the G stores
Call up some bitches at the party at mahjong
Uh! Fuck with the boss, I change your life
With more stars with your name and lights you know what I'm saying
Let a nigga get free
Let a nigga get bread
Let a nigga line up the sky like he's supposed to be
Let a nigga go higher
Than a hater of his daughter
They can't stop what's best for you
You'll grind hard if your dreams come true
Oh higher, oh higher
Oh higher
Ha-ha, Ha!
Cmon, yeah
Ha-ha, Brisco!
Before I came with the money, sky's a limit
I ain't leave it to the chops, dinish
Picture me Mrs. Fashion, attractive designer
Figure if it happens, greater than my time was
They say that love feels good, if you let it
I'm taking this course, I'm tryna peel out her leggings
Please baby, I just want to be famous
Until they have me ever gave me a chance to a stranger
It's all about potential, can't you see I'm driven
The subject a struggle, behind me I'm living
The climax, make a movie call it high meth
Have sex and loyal casual on the high head
Let a nigga get free
Let a nigga get bread
Let a nigga line up the sky like he's supposed to be
Let a nigga go higher
Than a hater of his daughter
They can't stop what's best for you
You'll grind hard if your dreams come true
Oh higher, oh higher
Oh higher (I feel up, it's Brianna)
Picture me rolling with the top drop, it's too hot
Plan Biggie Brisco, or Tupac
Maybe Kim, or Nikki M
Getting higher than the rim, in the tallest gym
I'm a fucking degree, an African goddess
Calling me arect, cause the pussy the bombest
Shorty with the plain paddock, I'm keeping it modest
With the 7-inch heels, I know I'm the hottest
Hop in and have a race, the boy in the bloggers
I ain't used to have shit, I've been listening to Javas
Bare bitch need a boss, can't fuck with a plunger
Keep your nose out my business, and listen and baller
Let a nigga get free
Let a nigga get bread
Let a nigga line up the sky like he's supposed to be
Let a nigga go higher
Than a hater of his daughter
They can't stop what's best for you
You'll grind hard if your dreams come true
Oh higher, oh higher
Oh higher (Alright, come fuck with the doe boys babe, yeah)
All gold chain, flipping two color stick
Insides turn your wings smaller
They say the sky's a limit
That's why the rolli got the diamonds in it
Uh! Definitely got the 30 on it
A nigga player dropped a birdie on it
Right! Suicidal with the car to get frames
With the wigs and the ponytail looking blank
40 thousand in the G stores
Call up some bitches at the party at mahjong
Uh! Fuck with the boss, I change your life
With more stars with your name and lights you know what I'm saying
Let a nigga get free
Let a nigga get bread
Let a nigga line up the sky like he's supposed to be
Let a nigga go higher
Than a hater of his daughter
They can't stop what's best for you
You'll grind hard if your dreams come true
Oh higher, oh higher
Oh higher
