High-Freddie Gibbs

High

歌手:Freddie Gibbs

专辑:Piñata

时间:2014-03-18

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High - Freddie Gibbs/Danny Brown

Indo kushed out

Trillest ni**a living ever pushed out

Never finished college like my brother or my sister

I was in the crib laying on a kush cloud

Getting zoned out eyes red

Momma and my daddy said my mind dead

They said I never had a clue said the bills past due

F**k you ni**a you gotta remind Fred

Cause I'm carefree sucker-free

Remember when these niggas wouldn't f**k with me

But now I'm on the screen and these magazines

They be trying to stop a ni**a like

Smoke something G

Can we get a couple grams Ni**a hell naw

Unless you come in with the cash tried to tell y'all

I got you motherf**kers gassed on the smell dawg

So go 'head and take a hit of

What I'm 'bout to sell y'all

I gets high

I get high I get high I get high

(I gets high)

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I get so blowed I can't stand up

I'm in the bed with Elise and Amanda

Cause in my shows I make

Them hoes put their hands up

So they came back to my room

They getting rammed up

We trying to slam or what

Because I'm trying to smoke

So when I finish with these Swishers

I'll be down your throat

And two of y'all one of me three of us

Should I hit my niggas up Hell naw

I'ma pound them both

Cause this a one-man job ain't no need for the crew

Two snow bunnies on their knees what it do

White snow in the crib if you need that too

Got some b**ches and some bud

Ni**a bring that through

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

Early in the morning getting high with crusty eyes

Rubbing on a mother well you know it's do or die

Hopping off the porch had to get on my grind

All because the trouble just copped to my nine

Back in the Caddy smoking Swishers with my ni**a

Make a store run 'bout to cop out some liquor

Burning down basements face it

Run a bus stop I'm trading hoes

And you know we ain't paying

Midwest living oven open in the kitchen

Heating up the house where your

Sh*t could come up missing

D**e fiend tripping cause he just copped a nick

But he say he can't find it

But it's right in his pocket

All day long gotta get my profit

Just poured a deuce and

I'm smoking on the tropic

On a different subject lights is the topic

Cause he talking money so ni**a just stop it

All day long getting high on the low

B**ch snow bunny be sniffing that snow

Twerking that summer I really don't know

Cause me Freddie Gibbs Madlib stay blowed

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

I gets high

Are you okay

You slobbing you okay

Is he okay

Are you okay

He shouldn't have smoked that dipper for real

You aight

Oh my God

God bless man

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