"soooo high" lyrics
"soooo high"
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (You know what I'm sayin'? Fuckin'— fuckin' loud, uh)
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (Dior, Dior, Dior)
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (They done did everything else)
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so-so-so-so
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (Ah, geeked up)
This money get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (Ah-ah, geeked up)
These niggas livin' in disguise, these pussy niggas be hidin' (Pussy)
You can take a look at my eyes, you can take a look at my diamonds (Yeah)
Everything so clear to me (Clear)
Rick Owens shades (Shades, yeah), huh, I can see everything (Yeah, huh?)
Baby, okay (Okay), yeah, come take a trip with me (Me)
Talkin' 'bout private planes (Planes), yeah, let's go to Italy (Life)
They want my old swag? Yeah, I'm back (Back)
I'm up in Europe every day, bitch, I'm trappin' (Trappin')
I'm going Chrome Hearts, check the swagger
I'm going Criss Angel doin' magic (Oh, yeah)
I gotta turn it up, I can't be average (Oh, yeah)
Bitch, I'm three milly up, ain't did my taxes (Oh, yeah)
I crush a pilly up and then get active (Life)
We pour the Tris up, ain't had that Actavis (Oh, yeah)
She 'boutta eat me up, ain't gotta ask the bitch
My shooter'll eat your face, and that's what savages do (Okay)
We came up off of paper plates, yeah, we was some savages ('Bout that)
Lil' bitch I made some' shake, I made it happen (Yeah)
Ain't been asleep in days, I need a nap
Yeah, this my new era, I ain't cappin'
She know I'm a big back, she throwin' cake and all (Young Vamp Life, Young Vamp Life, woah-woah, yeah)
Yeah, time and time again, time and time again
This money be makin' me high again (Yeah)
Direct deposit cash, I tell 'em to go 'head and wire it, nigga (Yeah)
Lil' shawty like extra bad, I'm prolly gon' give her like all my kids (Uh-huh)
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (Geeked up)
This money get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high (Geeked up, uh)
These niggas livin' in disguise, these pussy niggas be hidin' (Pussy nigga)
You can take a look at my eyes, you can take a look at my diamonds (Diamonds, yeah)
Everything so clear to me (So clear)
Rick Owens shades (Yeah), huh, I can see everything (Huh)
Baby, okay (Okay, okay), yeah, come take a trip with me (Me)
Talkin' 'bout private planes (Yeah), yeah, let's go to Italy
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high
Drank get a nigga so high, this money get a nigga so high, yeah
(Ready?)
(This is a certified hood classic)
(This is a certified hood—)
(Ah-ah)
Switch up the kit for the diamonds, if I wanna change up the color and pop it (Yeah)
Fuck up the bank with deposits, I made a withdrawal and I took her out shoppin' (This is a certified—)
Don't do no fuckin' on groupies or thotties, it's baddies and bosses and bitches who got it (Hood classic)
Don't do no cocaine or liquor, just codeine and molly, ain't nothin' can top it (Molly)
Lately been feelin' a little bit better, been puttin' it on, I can't help it, can't help it
She say I'm conceited, could smell it, buy her some diamonds, I'm way far from selfish
Buy her a Royal or cop her a Presi', just 'cause she treat me like the president
She think she so icey like Gucci, Saweetie, I tell her "Bust down a lil' bezel then"
I'm 'bout to break in her back, take her for a massage, I got good manners
No Versace or Nicki Minaj, wanna have a menage, so she know it's on site, VL (Yeah)
Money everywhere, thirty-one days in the trap
Came up from the bottom, I can't go no harder, won't stop until I make it there
Lookin' in the mirror, all my diamonds on
Stick it in, she, "Ah, ah", I got what she want
Too many dollar signs sittin' on my phone (Woo)
I know that they recognize, I'm the one they chose (Woo)
Touchdown in London right now, princess cut my emerald
Money on the floor, money on the floor (Ready?)
Money on the—money-money, money on the floor
Money on the floor, money on the floor
Money on the floor, money on the floor
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