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lil wyte – blow my high lyrics

h-llo? what’s up baby? na, like i’m at tha’ studio, man.
na, like i’m fixin’ ta walk inta’ tha’ booth right now.
no! there ain’t no b-tches up here. quit trippin’. god d-mn!

i been here with the crew, and she asks who.
we can do what you wanna do.
ya, that’s cool. baby we can spend some time.
we can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby i don’t mind, just as long as u don’t blow my high.
baby girl, don’t blow my high. you outcha’ ya mind, don’t blow my high.
baby girl, don’t blow my high no no

i work my -ss off to get you, blew your twenty-first, be at the party just to kiss u.
god i miss you. thininkin’ about what we coulda’ been before i dissed you.
called me a b-tch in fronta’ my boss, you invested in tissue.
i wish you, could only see what i was tryin’ to show you,
was that i had it all like and all you had to do was know you had me on lock but some where wonderin’ you lost the key,
i’m a beast in when i’m in side a cage an i’ve got to be free,
now i’m on this road f-cking up ever thing in sight,
and you were the on saying this road needed a bigger piece of wyte,
baby you quick to do some sh-t, but i swear to god that i will work on our relationship as long as you don’t blow my high.

i been here with the crew, and she asks who.
we can do what you wanna do.
ya, that’s cool. baby we can spend some time.
we can just ride,what ever you wanna do baby i don’t mind, just as long as u don’t blow my high.
baby girl, don’t blow my high. you outcha’ ya mind, don’t blow my high.
baby girl, don’t blow my high no no

round two, i see i see the smoke, tryin’ ta get a piece of mind.
bring you out i got this b-tch, threaten to leave me behind,
said i gotta get my sh-t, that she kickin’ me out,
said that i’m failure so i’m not on the lease of the house,
it that mother f-ckin’ bull sh-t we either fightin’ or f-cking,
we need to do less fighting and a lot more f-ckin’,
if u think its gona’ work stoppin’ trippin’ on the code that i got on my phone baby leave me alone cause i’m grown,
baby girl i’m just keepin’ it real,
cause this is my phone hoe you don’t pay the bill
so i keep the screen locked to keep your -ss up outta it ye ain’t tryina help the cause get ur -ss up outta here.

i been here with the crew, and she asks who, and says that’s cool.
we can do what you wanna do. ya, that’s cool.
baby we can spend some time.
we can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby i don’t mind, just as long as u don’t blow my high.
baby girl, don’t blow my high. you outcha’ ya mind, don’t blow my high.
baby girl, don’t blow my high no no

we can take a ride through the city, up town and across the bank,
was up a few grand last week but it all lost today ridin with no place to go,
smokin on an once of drow, money secondary to my buzz that id hate to blow.
turn up the radio wana here some music, don’t wanna hear that bull sh-t,
i wanna hear a country song, ridin to some george jones, takin on fourth wrong,
i’m righ and your wrong, no need for debates about it,
why we always arguin that the sh-t that i hate bout us i just wanna smoke and roll jamin to some totem pole,
weed man gettin low i really hate that had a half now i’m down to shake, hate that

- lil wyte lyrics

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