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austin sour - higher (intro) lyrics

(lets go)
(lets go)

i tell her pull up on me
let that b+tch meet the g.o.a.t
if its war i perform
yeah i came for a show
i get high off a p
but i got it for low
starting five full of shooters
yeah we double the score
project baby, they know how i’m coming
lucky green ones
yea i came for the money
ass fat, she make it jump like a bunny
she l!ck on that d+ck til’ it cream like a russian
had to get it
that boy independent
the trap phone jumpin’
i love when its cl!ckin’
needles on me like i’m shooting up with it
i’m all the way with it
lil b+tch i’m a winner
(lets go)
dirty sprite on when the wock hit the cup
when the money get low
then its time to get up
its time to re+up
it’s time to d up
b+tch i’m a baller i turn my team up
ain’t no top on the drop
i’ma jump out the coupe
if the b+tch riding shotgun
then she know how to shoot
pressure on n+ggas
they know how i do
i’m a connie
my diamonds i want them in blue
three up top for my locs’
from the rock to the boat
from the tomb to the womb
bmf with the dope
b+tches talk, yeah i know
n+ggas talk, yeah i know
n+ggas soft, yeah i know
they could give my flowers
when i’m dead and gone
as long my money be there by tomorrow
give a f+ck bout’ the credit
these n+ggas ain’t god
its just me and god
treat me like the lord
broke a qp down on the grand mama bed
they left me dead
i did it for bread
got so many voices i hear in my head
they told me go crazy
don’t let n+ggas live
this the year that i take mama love out the jects
need a hunnid pack
just to go flood out my neck
even lani and harlow know daddy gon’ flex
b+tches call me big dog when they hop in the vette
if the law get behind
i ain’t stopping for sh+t
i got too much to lose
you get shot in the b+tch
dior runners i’m standing on top of a check
austin sour i did this sh+t outta the jects

this what yall n+ggas wanted?
now you got my undivided, individual attention
how you looking for me and i’m outside?
i know
its hard finding a n+gga you know got a gun
its hard finding a n+gga you know
be in bullet proof benzes
level 3s on

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