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septembersrich - c me high lyrics

[chorus]
doin’ these drugs, got my b+tch cryin’
bad b+tch don’t wanna see me die
poppin’ the tesla, i’m flyin’ too high
got your b+tch stayin’ tonight (stayin’ tonight)
f+ck from the front, f+ck from the side
got locked up, still got that fye (still got that fye)

[verse]
where is the percs? i’m finna die
four+five cranks now i’m too high
twizzy rich rich, yes, ’til i die
you think this a game, boy, that’s your life
spent ten on a chain, yeah, that sh+t slight (slight)
f+ckin’ your b+tch all night (night)
f+ckin’ that b+tch ’cause she fine (fine)
tryouts for the gang, that mean you die
we on the road, we got the fye
we on the road, yeah, we on fire
better have my money before you die
packs in the air, yeah, they gon’ fly
fly like a bird, yeah, l’m too high
f+ckin’ that bih, yeah, i’m too high (too high)
we in my room, we finna die
bring your friend, that b+tch is fine
where are the percs? i’m tryna die
where are the percs? i’m tryna get high
hundred milligrams, i’m in the sky
bih broke my heart, she think it fine
used to f+ck on her friend, that sh+t was fye (fye)
if i’m in the store i got that fye (fye)
cookin’ crack on the stove, that was my life
turn into a d+ckhead when on the high
your b+tch was suckin’ that sh+t while i’m drivin’
we endin’ his life, [?] you dyin’
[chorus]
doin’ these drugs, got my b+tch cryin’
bad b+tch don’t wanna see me die
poppin’ the tesla, i’m flyin’ too high
got your b+tch stayin’ tonight (stayin’ tonight)
f+ck from the front, f+ck from the side
got locked up, still got that fye (still got that fye)

- septembersrich lyrics

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