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You gotta get high like this. You gotta get high like this. You gotta get high like this. You gotta high like this. You gotta get high like this. You gotta get high like me. I'm fucking these bitches alright. I'm having my way, alright. My figures stay motherfucking tight. My eyes are open, I'm high. I can't believe I can die. I just realized I have a type. I was seventeen on the mic. I'm tryna be Kanye and Mike. I'm a jiggalo, ho, I bike. My whole career, they bite. Some niggas put they hand, they can't feel me. Somebody finna tell 'em they dying. I'm done with you niggas and dissing. I just be pissing, I don't give a fuck. I know I'm on your mood board, bitch, I'm Tryna tell you, don't give fuck. All you ever do is copy, all you ever Do is bite, why you talking about me? If you really got a problem with your hand On that problem, yeah, ride it or body. Fuck it or body. My bitch got body. Fuck it or body. My bitch got body, my bitch got body, my Bitch got body. Chris like a hyena when I Get a body. Traveling the world, heh. On tour with your girl. It's not my world, it's Miley world. And she's not my girl, she's Miley's girl. You play on my top, get a re-fer. Put him in smoke, he a reefer. Put him in a coffin. Put him in a coffin. Put him in a, put him in a, uh, Put him in a coffin. I jump out the Lamb' truck. She thought that I lost it. I jump in my red eye, I push shots, Then I go to Boston. I stay with like ten thots, Austin. Drippy gang is arson. Fivio Foreign awesome. That shit tell them niggas, "Watch me." They don't know how I cross them. Double O, yeah, the biggest ever, we just getting Ready for the crossovers. Tell the driver he need to pull over. Let this bitch come top then over. Nosebleed, yeah, high speeds, uh huh, I need a rollover. You been acting funny and You fake popping, yeah, just like hot soda. Y'all niggas don't know how to grow up, I've Been a OG since I was younger. All of my friends are dead, leave 'em in The cold, put 'em in the tundra. I go Ray Charles, I cannot see her, I Make her fumble. I was fifty-fifty with Aaliyah, Her pussy a jungle. They wanted the diamonds Beyonce, but I told them I'm coming normal. When you play this shit with a white tee, Turn a nigga like you into formal. Heh. This hot bitch scorching. On the porch, New Yorkin'. She still tryna find the old Joey. I was twenty-four when I had my Eyes. Twenty-seven when I had Eve. Uh, twenty-six