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wanyé – so high lyrics

im so high that i don’t know which way is up
(yeah, yeah)
and she say she like when i put it down yeah
yeah, hold up
it’s on me now wait
i got da juice i got da sauce i’m drippin now yeah

gucci louie fendi polo on me now
(yeah, yeah)
i’m doing shows n taking photos wipe me down
yeah
(wipe me, wipe me down)
private flights and whippin foreigns in da future
(foreigns in the future)
don’t come to me with that bullsh-t i see thru it yeah
(blow)

if young supa do not trust you im gone shoot you
(blow)
if young xø don’t f-ck with you i got rugers
(yeah)
sour diesel in that java that’s that fusion yeah
(yeah thats that fusion)
if you said i wouldn’t make it b-tch you stupid yeah
(b-tch you stupid yeah)
i was riding through my city in a buick yeah
(skirt skirt)
hit the park and bust some traps and get to hooping yeah
(swish)
when my back against the wall i turn to music yeah
(i turn to music)
grand dad told me you got talent better use it yeah
(better use it yeah)

im so high that i don’t know which way is up
(which way is up)
and she say she like when i put it down yeah
(aye, aye, put it down)
yeah, hold up
it’s on me now wait
(hold up hold up)
i got da juice i got da sauce i’m drippin now yeah
(swish, ooo)

gucci louie fendi polo on me now
(p-p-polo on me now, yeah)
i’m doin shows n taking photos wipe me down
(aye, taking photos wipe me down)
private flights whippin foreigns in da future
(foreigns in the future)
don’t come to me with that bullsh-t i see thru it yeah
(i see through it)

get this sh-t in your medulla
i’m a king that’s why i rule her
(yeah)
act up i got da shooters
(yeah)
learn your lesson get a tutor
where the dutches n-gga i’m on a roll
use to light my ls on top of the stove
couldn’t even buy a light i was broke
(broke, yeah yeah)
now i’m lighting purple rain with the gold
about to cop a new sneaker
(sneaker)
going full blast in your speakers
(speakers)
need at least a rack for a feature
you don’t like it n-gga i don’t need you
(i don’t need you)
don’t know why you never give it up
(give it up)
you started -ss and you ain’t getting tough
(yeah, yeah)
i think it’s time for me to switch it up
(yeah yeah yeah aye)
but ain’t n0body ever switching up
only thing that ever change is the change
me and other n-ggas we not the same
you said i would never go get the fame
you don’t like me why u saying my name?
n-ggas saying two øfficial two goats
wait until we pullin up in two ghosts
put my d-ck inside the beat it get wet
(yeah yeah yeah)
now you sick it’s in your throat like it’s strep
(got d-mn got d-mn!)

im so high that i don’t know which way is up yeah
(which way is up?)
and she say she like when i put it down yeah
(put it down)
yeah, hold up
(aye, hold up hold up)
it’s on me now wait
i got da juice i got da sauce i’m drippin now yeah

gucci louie fendi polo on me now
(fendi polo on me now)
i’m doin shows n taking photos wipe me down
(taking, now wipe me down)
private flights whippin foreigns in da future
(foreigns in the future)
don’t come to me with that bullsh-t i see thru it yeah

if young supa do not trust you im gone shoot you
(blow)
if young xø don’t f-ck with you i got rugers
(i can’t find the ground)
sour diesel in that java that’s that fusion
(hold up, it’s on me now)
if you said i wouldn’t make it b-tch you stupid yeah
(b-tch, b-tch you stupid yeah)
i was riding through my city in a buick yeah
(skirt skirt skirt skirt)
hit the park and bust some traps and get to hooping
(hold up, yeah yeah hold up))
when my back against the wall i turn to music
(i turn to music)
grand dad told me you got talent better use it yeah
(told me that you better use it)

im so high that i don’t know which way is up
(which way is up?)
and she say she like when i put it down
yeah yeah, hold up
it’s on me now wait
i got da juice i got da sauce i’m drippin now yeah

gucci louie fendi polo on me now
(p-p-polo on me now)
i’m doin shows n taking photos wipe me down
(im taking, now wipe me down)
private flights whippin foreigns in da future
(whippin’ whippin’ skirt skirt)
don’t come to me with that bullsh-t i see thru it yeah
(yeah, aye, yeah i see through it)

yeah, y-you don’t want to go through it

move, yeah

skirt!

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