High Thoughts

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shorty says she dying to take a trip
Yeah yeah
Shorty says she dying to make a flip
Yeah
Smoke twenty-eight grams with my zips
Yeah
And this perky got me thinking I'm gonna shit
Yeah yeah
Talkin' to lil' shorty like this
Yeah yeah

Baby is you're gonna let me hit?
Yeah yeah
Baby is you rolling up the spliff?
Yeah yeah
Hopin' all your friends is with the shit
Yeah yeah

Baby we could bill, we could cruise
Yeah yeah
Fuckin' with a winner, never lose, yeah
Please don't let them nigga make the news, yeah yeah
Niggas that be with me carry tools, yeah yeah
Baby I'm the leader of the zoo, yeah yeah
Gettin' to it, making niggas move, yeah yeah
Never known to follow niggas' rules, yeah yeah
I'm a itchy boy, I'm banging road, yeah yeah
Come and take a walk up my shoes, yeah yeah
Five million, went and blew it on the crew, yeah yeah
I was saving money like a jew, yeah yeah
Went and spent two milli on my jewels yeah yeah

All my kids got my money than you, yeah
Fuck my bitch, yeah, I was busing maneuvers yeah
I was walking, they was taking the school bus yeah
And my Ferrari I just parked where my school was, yeah
Niggas hatin' I don't really give two fucks, yeah
Six Mercedes and I got me a few trucks, yeah
Seven Beamers and you know that they juiced up, yeah
Two Ferraris and they practically useless yeah

Love my Audis see me slidin' with my strobe, yeah
See me smiling cause I'm always countin' dough
I be countin' money everywhere I go
I'm a thug, watch, she's sliding through the pole

Yeah, she gon' be there everywhere I go
She gon' be like, "Baby give me more"
She fuck 'round and meet me through the door
Oh, I'm like no I
Half a ticket on my watch and on my chain
From New Jersey to Japan, they know my name
You can usually catch me with my gang
We insane, that's where I bang
Yeah!