[Intro]
I got this sh*t on...
Got this sh*t on
[Hook]
We got this sh*t on high high high
We used to sit on low low lows
I got dem pockets right right right
Now wherever I go, go, go
I must be wit da squad, aye
Cool wit dem shottas
We in everybody city goin’ hammer
I got the sh*t on high high high
We used to sit on low low lows
[Verse 1]
I'm in my hometown feeling like a stranger
I been trucking through the woods like a ranger
Where that pus*y I can take out all my anger
Cuz my sh*t on high high high
With dem n*ggas that’s committing on the dangers
Lifestyle looking like we entertainers
I can see a hatin n*gga thru my framers
Cuz my sh*t on high high high
Am I bunkin? Yea yea yea
Am I flexin? No no no
Am I winning? Yea yea yea
Am I stressin? No no no
Get the gas loud loud loud
Double cuppas full full full
Life can weigh you down down down
Tug o war we pull pull pull
Like my b*tches ba-ay-ad
And my whippers mea-ea-ean
Need my pockets gla-ay-azed
Talkin Krispy Kree-ee-eam
I been workin hard hard hard
They ain't gimme none none none
Now I'm going hard hard hard
Imma get me some yeah
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
f*ck 12 knockin lookin through my peep hole
Tryna jam me and all my people
Knowing how we juugin is illegal got my sh*t on high high high
Need a bank account bigger than my ego
First number followed by a buncha zeros
Matter fact I’d rather keep it on the d-low
Cuz my sh*t on high high high
I get money fast fast
I be talkin good good
Like a player should
I be tappin ass ass
If lil momma bad bad
I'mma give her wood
Took no seasons off off
Learned that from my pa pa
Get it out the dirt
Till I drop the top off
And I pour my hot sauce on my chicken herb
I might hit the curb switch and swerve
Hitcha bird pinch a nerve
When n*ggas flippin kitchen work
30 minutes till your dish is served
But they ain't gotta scheme no more no no no no
We used to have so many low low low low low but now
[Hook]
[Looking For Me Snippet]