"high off life" lyrics

"high off life"

Don't call my phone again (Don't hit my phone, twin)
Don't ring my phone again (Don't hit my line)
(gyro, さよなら)
Don't call my phone again, yeah

Huh
Don't hit my phone again, huh, yeah
Do-don't do that shit, lil' twin, don't do that shit, lil' twin, yeah, huh
This ain't a warning, my shorties got warrants, hold up, hold up
Huh, and shit borin', I'm in a foreign (Yeah, yeah)
Tah, I'm my lord, yeah, that's the lore, yeah
I-in a AMG, she wanna fuck
What's up? What you gon' do for it?
She better abort, feel it itchin' in my core, yeah, yeah
She said she swore that she ain't fold like this before, uh-uh
In— in my jorts, eugh, I brought pills on the Porsche, yeah
I know she hurt, but I just like that money, huh

Drac' on me, yeah, huh, Drac' on me, yeah, huh
Drac' on me, yeah, huh, Drac' on me, yeah, huh

Huh
Don't hit my phone again, huh, yeah
Do-don't do that shit, lil' twin, don't do that shit, lil' twin, yeah, huh
This ain't a warning, my shorties got warrants, hold up, hold up
Huh, and shit borin', I'm in a foreign (Yeah, yeah)
Tah, I'm my lord, yeah, that's the lore, yeah
I-in a AMG, she wanna fuck
What's up? What you gon' do for it?
She better abort, feel it itchin' in my core, yeah, yeah
She said she swore that she ain't fold like this before, uh-uh
In— in my jorts, eugh, I brought pills on the Porsche, yeah
I know she hurt, but I just like that money, huh

Drac' on me, yeah, huh, Drac' on me, yeah, huh
Drac' on me, yeah, huh, Drac' on me, yeah
I just like that money, huh
Drac' on me, yeah, huh, Drac' on me, yeah, huh
Drac' on me, yeah, huh, Drac' on me, yeah

(Huh, Drac'— I couldn't like her more)
(Drac'— I couldn't like her more)
(Hold up, Drac'— I couldn't like her more)
Huh

I couldn't like her more
T-turn that bra, what you gon' do for it?
I got shit in the pocket, record
I'm on a V, and now she in a Por—
Hu-hurl some pounds, I'll show her Tom Fords
Tone down, pal, you ain't makin' noise
NBA, so fuckin' rich, ARP could fit in her skirt
Know-know she a bad bitch, but she a nerd
Pour some lines, now I'm fucked
Hold up, twin, oh
High off life, high off life


Writer(s): Gunner Shepardson
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