I'm So High

(альбом: Domain Diego - 2008)

You's a, a batty mans star
Load up the fifth and shot the batty man car
See, now look what you made me do
Just copped the benz and its navy blue
He be knowing what that 80 do
He don't come around, jump out
Buy Nike boots, nah he don't run around
I catch that nigga slipping I'ma put him down
Flash the dick on the bitches, wave the wood around
I'm good for now, dish the trey cook the pound
And spit better baby make your lips wetter
Come on baby let me get a suck
I'ma freaky lil nigga bitch so let me get a fuck
Won't you let me get a buck, greedy ass best to slice
Pd to a d shit next one I bet they like
Niggas must've left they Nikes
Niggas tried to rob the wave they must've left they mics
I'ma rest day light
See them faggots tryna eat, and I'ma wet they slice
See the maggots try to breed, duplicate the niggas that's real
Fuck the metaI I'ma hit em with the steel

Niggas start shittin they pants when we roll up
Don't nobody move a muscle, this a hold up
Treat you like a beach chair, make you fold up
Drink the grand cru straight no soda
From the East to the West coast
Mami screaming baby don't cry
I'm the tears on the techs twos
Got me screaming I'm so high

Yea I got that kushy in the swisher sweets
Got that pussy in the Hilton suite
Got the Bentley with the built in seats
Fuck I'm talking bout
Send a full clip at your sternum, make you walk it out
I don't talk it out, I'ma shoot ya ass
DT scoopin my ass GT coupe in the stash
I'll roof ya ass
I'm heavy duty chevy and it's very fruity
Nigga I'm very loopy
It's seconds left, give me the pill
Got ya faggot rap niggas like, milli-vanill
You niggas silly for real
Think ya fucking with a nigga like me
Desert eagle with the white tee, fucked ya wifey
Made her cook me a burger and a bucket of ice tea
Got the bucket it's pricey
And I don't give a fuck if you like me, nigga I'm nice b

Niggas start shittin they pants when we roll up
Don't nobody move a muscle, this a hold up
Treat you like a beach chair, make you fold up
Drink the grand cru straight no soda
From the East to the West coast
Mami screaming baby don't cry
I'm the tears on the techs twos
Got me screaming I'm so high