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h.t.f.t. - skeme lyrics

[chorus: skeme]
i be higher than a [?]
flyer than a [?]
leaning way back
and i’m riding with a [?]
higher than a [?]
flyer than a [?]
leaning way back
and i’m riding with a [?]
i just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
then get high
i just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
then get high
i just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
then get high
i just break it, light it, roll it, then get high
then get high
[verse 1: skeme]
smoking that original gangsta, homie, i’m chilling
me and mr. cv, flying over your building
i burn it down, evacuate the women and children
i be dumb high, puffing backwoods till we lose feeling
blowing smoke, running game, [?] cool as sh*t
all these rappers are just actors, sware they need a movie script
i ain’t trippin, we just mobbin, let them f*cking doobies hit
i keep them lit, smoked out on 2 l’s, i’m too legit
yeah
brand new everything, mary jane and medison
my benz black and white, [?] whip that match the president
belt be from louie, b*tch i’m fly, truely
sticking to the script, since i know that my life a movie
[?] don’t matter what you gave me
kick them haters out, now [?] let the ladies in
if she be my lady friend, i might just let her blaze again
but a b*tch [?] b*tch be gone, cause my patience be raiser thin

[chorus: skeme]
i be higher than a [?]
flyer than a [?]
leaning way back
and i’m riding with a [?]
higher than a [?]
flyer than a [?]
leaning way back
and i’m riding with a [?]
i just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
then get high
i just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
then get high
i just break it, roll it, light it, then get high
then get high
i just break it, light it, roll it, then get high
then get high
[verse 2: casey veggies]
[?] clouds, my pedigree
flyest rappers in the hood, hating n*ggas should let it be
with my n*gga skeme in inglewood, he stay up the street
told me write a verse,told that n*gga “turn on the beat”
[?] and imma come with the heat
i do this sh*t mental, hold on, girl, i’m just tryna think
flyer than them other n*ggas, i can tell she onto me
pulling all them girls [?] realise what i’m ’bout to be
[?]
i’m from the streets, of white t’s and warren g
younging on that fresh sh*t, but still remain to keep it g
my ex chick got aditude, she eazy*e
i can’t wait to blow up and see, that’s me on tmz
ah man, palm trees and sun tans
young man do his own thing, till he [?]
new swag in l.a., my n*ggas rocking tims
started from the bottom, now we poppin, time to cop a benz

- skeme lyrics

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