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antitribe - untitled 2 lyrics

yamb high

intro: adam
yeah, you…yeah, you… yeah, you…yeah, you

(hook) sam
yeah you getting high, yeah at ryans crib
this is how it is, yeah, these ninjas fake
no, we can’t relate
yeah you getting high, yeah at ryans crib
this is how it is, this is how you live
ditches, ditches, ditches, ditches
yeah you getting high, yeah at ryans crib
this is how it is, yeah, these ninjas fake
no, we can’t relate
yeah you getting high, yeah at ryans crib
this is how it is, this is how you live
ditches, ditches, ditches, ditches

(verse 1) bill
yeah, im gettin cake, yeah, its no debate
yeah, you try your -ss off just to get yourself a date, like, everyday
yeah, yeah, props that you try, yeah, this ain’t no lie
yeah, you outta weed, yeah, dad caught you guy
yeah, im, yeah im, yeah im, yeah im, yeah
i wake up late, yeah, im out of shape, yeah, i got a cape
yeah, you stepped off your line, you always fade
you making some mistakes, yeah we call in complaints
i love how he thinks he can swerve into our lanes
you guys are…

(hook) sam
yeah you getting high, ryan at his crib
this is how it is, yeah, these ninjas fake
no, we can’t relate
yeah you guys are getting high, ryan at his crib
this is how it is, this is how you live
ditches, ditches, ditches, ditches
yeah you getting high, ryan at his crib
this is how it is, yeah, these ninjas fake
no, we can’t relate
teah you guys are getting high, ryan at his crib
this is how it is, this is how you live
ditches, ditches, ditches, ditches

(verse 2) sam
belts on yo waist, shades on your face
we know whats up, make no mistake
sam does it great
yeah, you wanna leave, just to smoke green
5:45 on the f-ckin’ dot, you ain’t back with water
leavin’ wit’ the tribe
just to get get high
so i keep a peice
ninjas try to front
act if he want
act like he tough
end up in a box layin’ on the side
cuz all he does is lie
we dont f-ck with that guy
yeah
yeah

(verse 3) adam
my mama told me save that money, bank account, dont spend that bread
you cash out on new ganja, you got 28 gram
dibble dabble with the bong
hi-tech with the rips
as im screaming “f-ck it yolo”
roastin out, do it solo
my bro, sam brock
think that, you all homo
chillin at my lake house
writing fire bars for days now
you wouldn’t go off the top rope
because it was way to high though
now you all white doe
lookin like the f-cking pope, bro

(verse 4) bill
yeah you guys are getting high, flyin high through the sky, hey yo
my vision got us roastin, you to high to realize though
sippin’ the water that started this, now im gettin in my zone, yo
r.i.p to my ninjas, the gallon of water seemed to k!ll yo
this how it feel to be roastin, got you guys in a sprint, yeah
where the paper joints be at? you gettin high with the shits, yeah
lil meadow lit, taco bell give me shits, yeah
i ain’t with the game, b-tch, she blow my cartridge, yeah
you guys are always high, you seemed to be always chilly
because you guys so high yo in the hillies
thats when you guys become a little silly
well, i bet you got a bent d
bad ditch, now you gone
make a ditch fold like a futon
gettiin’ bread like a crouton
we know when what the f-ck you is on

(bridge) bill
og, trying to keep low key
coolin’ in the low ride
lookin’ with the rollies
rollin’ chiefin’ og
d-mn you got the smoke right
let you gain floor seats
foreign green, foriegn green, all on the balconey
bruh you smokin og
got it for your dope fiends, product of the dope game

(outro) adam
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout
kushed out, ditched now, know what im talkin’ bout

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