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My cost a thousand
My whip the old school
but bosses around us
And you ain't got no
So champagne, I drowned in it
OG, a pound of it
Keep it G, you like the of it
to spend money, who's countin' it?
I'm the realest in the drop, left the dealer
In this outfit I'm a killer, tell the coppers I ain't
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
Throwin' on the floor
No, I ain't on the guest
I right in through the door
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)
I'm so up, so turnt up (Get higher!)
I'm so up, so turnt up (Get higher!)
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)

Mixing gin up with the
Smokin'
Got it twisted thinkin' I don't get up
Make you a
outside, there go young Khalifa
No keys, left the 69
Cuz my just expired
I'm in my Cadillac I drive
Hit the club and get so
And I don't really know y'all
But all of my niggas got
I'm payin' for all of these
I'm a boss nigga, fuck you
Good weed, drink, better clothes
Fast cars, club owners let us
Grind hard, you work hard, you'll never know
How it feel, to a couple niggas that's real

Hella bottles in my
Throwin' money on the
No, I ain't on the list
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!