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team ish - high grade lyrics

[hook]
high grade, thats how i’m paid
real sh-t, thats no shade
tape dropped, and your tapped flopped
and our sh-ts dope, that cocaine

underground, that’s low key
gotta pound, thats og
rap stupid, oc
that’s crack music, dont od

[verse 1: coachthedon]
ahhhh high grade, better yet i’ll do this my way
nod your head while i’m doing my thing
while i go on a mothaf-ckin tirade
flow is 80 on tha highway
fresh is what i embody
steelo’s retarted, look what i started
got yall suicidal as them spartans
wait! i’mma take it back like lebron hairline
where my boys would stay fly like a airline
and try all the newest games from the best buy, then sigh
when we found out that they close in the next five
we were pressed like
a stripper’s t-ts when she wanna get a tip
we had no whip
now back to the bus where we’d talk about our disappointing trip (sh-t!)
now i light the track like a marlboro
can’t leave a beat alone, thats wells fargo
havin’ drive won’t get a n-gga out largo
rockin’ khaki shorts won’t make my car go
and yall know, i always have it my way i must be carlito
wansan and ezito, our flow stay primo
shout out to gambino, ima see you when i see you my latino

[hook]

[verse 2: ezito]

kickin’ back in that 03
take a sip of that ol’ lean
these n-ggas look, and see they whip
now they hatin on it like toby
people like to act like they know me
sending me songs and calling us homies
they freestyle when they see us
talking bout they could be the next obi (um)
n-gga just stop you are boring us
keep it on lock, like a jury does
or more like judge, i dont mean to fuss
but the fact of the matter is i dont give a f-ck
n-gga just peep, i ain’t from the streets
but ish got the beats making thugs say “neat!”
and we got the verse making nerds says “word?”
the dumb -ss n-ggas saying “that’s absurd?!”
you can’t go wrong with this beat and the song
get a freak with a thong, and she might sing along
get some weed and a bong, and a cheech and a chong
got my speakers going ape, call it king to kong
kong, king n-gga i’m it
disgusting flow so n-gga i spit
i rap in the cold when it’s 38 below
with a white tee on so n-gga i’m sick

[verse 3: obiwansan]

my kush taste like hi-c
y’all smoking on that high c
that mid-grade, that reggie bush
dolphin boy, no blue sea!
deep blue like one piece, kickin’ it like sanji
your b-tch says she wants me, i wax that, miyagi
chillin in that fj, bouta get a bj
call my n-gga kj, “this b-tch want us to relay”
pause that like replay, no pause like no hands
better let me go when i’m with my mans
i’m fresh as sh-t in my ray-bans
ray-bans can’t see me n-gga, lookin’ up like stevie n-gga
i got 2 chains and 2 watches, so guess what? i’m geetchi n-gga
black b-tch like reese’s n-gga, team ish you can’t beat me n-gga
(what you say?) i said team ish you can’t beat me n-gga

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