My High

(Yeah) I swear I don't need, I don't want your love Please don't blow my high (Yeah) She could blow my high, just as about as quick as I blow my fye I see racks, I'm damn near thumbing with my eyes If she keep playing with me she gone have to find another guy To put up with that f*ck shit I been geeked up on the drugs for a minute I could die cause I got three more souls in me I keep shopping, I done fell in love with Givenchy I keep rolling up dope and my thumbs getting sticky Bitch at all times one of the bros got the blicky I see racks, I got hella money and I know how to count it fast Stuff it all in a Balenci' bag (oh, no) Bitch I'm blowing dope from Mexico And I used to be going through that shit, but not anymore I still remember stealing from the store You was hating now I'm at the top, bitch I told you Mini Draco turn that boy to tofu And I want VVS flawless diamonds Let's hit Chanel and spend a few thousand Let's be the best and defeat my problems You better keep all that shit on the low (yeah) Bitch I need a million let's go (yeah) My Nigga serve exotic bowls Don't try to tell me what I need, Helmet Lang I be dripping overseas Supercharger Keys, I speak guapanese' Now she want a real nigga, now she want a thug Please don't blow my high (Yeah) She could blow my high, just as about as quick as I blow my fye I see racks, Im damn near thumbing with my eyes If she keep playing with me she gone have to find another guy To put up with that f*ck shit I been geeked up on the drugs for a minute I could die cause I got three more souls in me I keep shopping, I done fell in love with Givenchy I keep rolling up dope and my thumbs getting sticky Bitch at all times one of the bros got the blicky I see racks, I got hella money and I know how to count it fast