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intro (i get high) - setitoff83 lyrics

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[intro: setitoff83 & styles p]
oh, yes sir (high, high, high)
ayy, roll up that baldy, man (high, high, high)
move up that baldy, you know (high, high, high, )
triads (high, high, high, )
(high, high, high, )
gang (i get high, i get high, i get high)
big 3 (i get high, i get high, i get high, ooh)
b*tch, you know it’s 2020, you know (i get high on your memory, uh*huh)
we’ll overcome all artists, b*tch, can’t n0body stop me (high on your memory)
i been full pressure (high on your memory)
you know this what i do
ayy, look (big 3)
[verse 1: setitoff83 & styles p]
i get high (high, what else?)
i pop pills, sip lean and i smoke a lot of weed just so i can get die (high, i get high, i get high, uh*huh)
i got so many n*ggas that’s dead in the sky (i get high, i get high, all of my youngins)
and the rest of my n*ggas locked up doin’ time (high on your memory, free the gang)
made it out of my hood and they all look surprised (high on your memory)
i might smile, but you still see the pain in my eyes (uh*huh)
when they took reach from us, i committed crimes (i did it, man)
turn out the same day, all my es turned to slime (skrrt)
so you know we load up, poured up
catch you down bad and you froze up (fah)
i got some frozed up, but i’m still frozed up (yeah)
i got baguettes on my neck, i done glowed up (for real)
i ain’t the same set, but i’m still the same set (talk to ’em)
so went second, gangster, and i never changed set (uh*huh)
same n*gga from the projects, i ain’t changin’ (it’s durham)
still’ll pull up in somethin’ you wanna aim in (glah)

[interlude: setitoff83 & styles p]
ayy, y’all know that (high, high, high, know what it is with me, man)
big threes, big gs (high, high, high)
don’t freeze, make your b*tch get on her knees (high, high, high, talk to ’em, talk that sh*t)
all n*ggas know what’s goin’ on, man (high, high, high)
uh*huh, let me get back in there (high, high, high)
uh, i need the baldy (high)
uh, uh, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: setitoff83 & styles p]
i’m smokin’ dead n*ggas out a russian cream (i get high, i get high)
b*tch, i still’ll go, what the f*ck you mean? (ayy, i get high)
i’m the one got your b*tch gettin’ out her jeans (i get high)
i’m the one got them hoes gettin’ off a bean (i get high, for real)
ayy, percocet, percocet (high on your memory)
n*gga say he gon’ k!ll me, i ain’t heard of that (high on your memory)
why i ain’t murder that? (why? high on your memory)
ayy, send a n*gga my way, bet he ain’t comin’ back (ayy, bet)
that’s so gangster, ain’t goin’ for none of that (big 3, i get high)
ayy, we tryna leave somethin’ under (high, i get high)
heard the lil’ n*gga been speakin’ on gunna name (i get high)
free cali, free cash, free eazy (i get high)
free all my n*ggas, i miss all my gunners, man (i get high on your memory)
see that gg on my face, that mean gunna gang (gg, high on your memory)
just droppin’ the bag on your head, that ain’t nothin’, man (high on your memory, for real, uh)
i done turned nothin’ to somethin’
still pull up, drop a hundred, y’all know how i’m comin’, man (i get—, big 3)
b*tch tryna eat my kids, stress setitoff, you done f*cked up my weed (uh)
we could only f*ck and that’s it, setitoff, i done went big on big (ayy)
y’all lil’ rap n*ggas my kids, i’m only in this sh*t for the bag and that’s it (for the bag)
uh, ayy, lil’ n*gga, this ain’t that (this ain’t that)
you want the fame, i want the racks (i want the ms)
i ain’t with that none of that cappin’ sh*t (h*ll nah, i get high)
we pull up whackin’ sh*t (i get high)
n*ggas go down on that racket sh*t (i get high, for real)
ayy, b*tch, when it’s war, i ain’t with that rappin’ sh*t (i get high, i get high, nah)
we tryna up the score, that bragg’ shoot like a maverick (i get high on your memory, ha)
ayy, twenty in the ‘cat, don’t get lit like a matchin’ sh*t (what else? high on your memory)
ayy, all in your block, we gon’ swing like a bat (what else? high on your memory)
ayy, still in the back of the map with a mac, see? (what else?)
ayy, n*gga pull up hundred stacks, don’t you have this sh*t? (big 3)

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