High Hopes lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Go-oh, aw yeah, ooh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Ooh, oh
5 made me, 905 made me
Yup, 5 made me
905 made me
The 5 made me, 905 made me

[Refrain]
She call me daddy
She call me daddy, daddy
I'm her daddy, I'm her daddy

[Verse 1]
Yup, spank that
She just want the tip like that n*gga from Bankhead
Call me over, I'm tryna smash that
Won't call the feds on the pus*y, I'm 'bout to tap that, hey
I just wanna sex, smoke and vibes, babe
I want you by my side, babe
And I want your jeans down to your ankles
You're always mine and your man knows, oh
Do he know you're bougie, baby? You need you the best
Do he know you're freaky, baby? Do he keep it wet?
Is you in to Louis, in to Gucci, in Giuseppe?
Does he eat your pus*y? Does he tell you you're the best?
I like the way you work it, no diggity, but don't you back it up (Back it up)
Taking trips down, down memory lane
I hope if we link up things are the same
[Hook]
Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh (Girl, I'm missing you)
Girl, I hope you know the reason I came, I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
Yeah, yeah, I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya
I'm just checkin' on you
Racking up flights, racking up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Just checkin' on ya

[Verse 2]
Back with my ting in the Southside on the H
We do these things 'cause it'll all be okay
Especially when you are a king of the city you were raised
All day, all day, all day, all day
It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston
I'm with my friends, you know this place is booming (Woah)
Out here feeling like the boy
I'm running through Galleria with a b*tch that look like Lira Galore, hey
Want racks, I need big chips
And my b*tch need a big di*k
Plenty reasons why she stay post at Férina estate
That's the sh*t I shouldn't say, damn, n*gga
Threesomes with a n*gga wife, yeah
These things shouldn't feel right, yeah
Mixed b*tch, but she f*ck with white, yeah
Tough di*k but the di*k right, oh
Two seater in the driveway, n*gga
95 on the highway, n*gga
Step back with the Wraith, ayy, n*gga
She ain't gay but her b*tch gay, n*gga
Out here feeling like the boy, I hit Miami-Dade, n*gga
No Ice Cube, better hope that it's a good day
[Hook]
Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh
Girl, just know that I'm—, I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya
I'm just checkin' on you
Racking up flights, racking up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Just checkin' on ya

[Outro]
I'm just checkin' on you
Racking up flights, racking up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Yeah-yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah