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higher - lone sky lyrics

[chorus]

told the n*gga leave me lone
f*ck another b*tch i bone
hit a n*gga with that chrome
twilight leave him in a zone
high life n*gga get stoned
new benz riding around toned
new friends i dont do those
taking off a bad b*tch clothes
higher
lets get higher
yea higher
lets get higher

[verse]
f*cking up all these wh0res
text me when you bored
put a b*tch in dior
used to ride a ford explorer
mansion on the hill
open up the gates no bill
jewelry got the water no gill
got alot of goons in the field
tarro name ring a bell
buying out the whole d*mn shelf
chain on my neck leave welt
got my whole team some belts
shouts out to the girl with makeup
balling everyday we gotta lace up
real life and its not no make up
middle fingers to haters that want to say stuff
i dont think anybody can really take us
i dont think any money can really change us
i can really make a broke b*tch famous
put my d*ck inside your throat what you saying
all these n*ggas talk no action
pullup on site im blasting
hit it from the back it fatten
louis v scarf its satin
[chorus]
told the n*gga leave me lone
f*ck another b*tch i bone
hit a n*gga with that chrome
twilight leave him in a zone
high life n*gga get stoned
new benz riding around toned
new friends i dont do those
taking off a bad b*tch clothes
higher
lets get higher
yea higher
lets get higher

[verse]
n*gga look at the interior
red leather seats im superior
my n*ggas go for the k!ll
shoot at the top make him kneel
making my bank account fill
check in when you buy the seal
i put my b*tches together like justin timberlake and jesiica biel
poppen them tags poppen them tags
get in your bag get on your bag
get in my stash get in my stash
hundred thousand dollars in the louis tote bag
hundred thousand dollars in the louis tote bag
i live a life that you wish you could have
lamborghini letters sit on my dash
eighty pointer your diamonds made of glass
i hit it first and i dont want it back
im abusing the p*ssy then leave it in last
f*cking your b*tch and i leave her in last
hop in a beamer its going to fast
walk in the bank call my n*ggas they laugh
i dont care bout your opinion
f*ck what you think
choppa make him blink
pockets on sink
water no zinc
cuban on me link
shoot him where he wink
ice on me no rink
where a moncler i ain’t f*cking with a mink
[chorus]
told the n*gga leave me lone
f*ck another b*tch i bone
hit a n*gga with that chrome
twilight leave him in a zone
high life n*gga get stoned
new benz riding around toned
new friends i dont do those
taking off a bad b*tch clothes
higher
lets get higher
yea higher
lets get higher

- lone sky lyrics

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