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rick snow - your highness lyrics

[intro]
said i can save her
said i can save her
said i

[chorus]
close the door
we smoking here
blow out the window
on my maybach benz
don’t care bout nothin
i switch up from 8 to 10
got some commas on my check
and stayed the same
cause i don’t know
what i’m doing here
still trafficking
no more trappin’ man
got one more track to make
if i had nothing to hold on i’d pass away
and you know that for my brother catch a grenade

[verse 1]
issa worldwide trip
in a maybach benz
it’s a laid back feeling
got a show on show
gotta show no tickets
they see me get the dope
it’s a payback business
i go to sleep at 10am
wake up next day at 10am
this a cycle that life’s been
i gotta drink up to i forget who i am
now i gotta smoke up to remember where i’m at
mess my focus
mess my timing
where’s my dope
inside my mind yeah
gotta go up let’s go
gotta go up let’s go
gotta go up let’s go
gotta go up let’s go
gotta go up let’s go
f+ckin’ up everyday now i can’t stay up
rockin’ with drugs on me and i can’t take ’em
benjamin it’s all in blue
automatic racks
i f+ck with a b+tch
she get automatic wet
[chorus]
close the door
we smoking here
blow out the window
on my maybach benz
don’t care bout nothin
i switch up from 8 to 10
got some commas on my check
and stayed the same
cause i don’t know
what i’m doing here
still trafficking
no more trappin’ man
got one more track to make
if i had nothing to hold on i’d pass away
and you know that for my brother catch a grenade

[verse 2]
sometimes i can die
one time i’m gon die
better not change my sh+t
switch my flow
counting my b+tches
hunnids
counting my stacks
hunnids
remember when i used to make 50 for a show
remember when the drugs were my bros
remember that time i don’t need no hoe
remember that i smoked 27 on a row
call mccartney
call mccartney
call mccartney
i’m smoking with the boys
i’m smoking with bob not marley
i won’t call that shorty
i won’t say i’m sorry
know she’s sitting there waiting for a taxi
i’d just call her a rari
guess she was not my bestie
(she so trash, took her out)
guess she’s still there waiting for a taxi
guess that she didn’t know i was on forbes
now who’s knocking at my door
shut the door, what the f+ck
[chrous]
close the door
we smoking here
blow out the window
on my maybach benz
don’t care bout nothin
i switch up from 8 to 10
got some commas on my check
and stayed the same
cause i don’t know
what i’m doing here
still trafficking
no more trappin’ man
got one more track to make
if i had nothing to hold on i’d pass away
and you know that for my brother catch a grenade

[outro]
now i got a rollie on the wrist
now i got a rollie on the wrist
now i got ice always
now i got ice always
now i got a rollie on the wrist
now i got a rollie on the wrist

- rick snow lyrics

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