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My cost a thousand
My whip the old school
Nothin' but around us
And you got no pool
So much champagne, I in it
OG, a pound of it
Keep it G, you like the of it
Came to spend money, who's it?
I'm the in the drop, just left the dealer
In this outfit I'm a killer, the coppers I ain't innocent
If poppin', then I'm in it
Own it all, you rent it
When I talk, you niggas
Thirty thousand, I'mma it

Hella bottles in my
money on the floor
No, I on the guest list
I right in through the door
I'm so up, so turnt up (Get higher!)
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)
I'm so up, so turnt up (Get higher!)
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)

Mixing gin up the Tequila
reefer
Got it twisted thinkin' I get fucked up
Make you a
Camera's outside, there go young
No keys, the 69 inside
Cuz my just expired
I'm in my Cadillac I drive
Hit the club and get so
And I don't really know about
But all of my got bank
I'm for all of these bottles
I'm a boss nigga, fuck you
Good weed, good drink, clothes
Fast cars, club owners let us
Grind hard, you don't work hard, never know
How it feel, to have a couple niggas real

Hella bottles in my
Throwin' on the floor
No, I ain't on the guest
I walk right in the door
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)
I'm so up, so turnt up (Get higher!)
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)

Get higher!
Get higher!
Get higher!
Get higher!