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My jeans cost a
My from the old school
but bosses around us
And you ain't got no
So champagne, I drowned in it
OG, a pound of it
it G, you like the sound of it
Came to spend money, who's it?
I'm the realest in the drop, left the dealer
In this outfit I'm a killer, tell the I ain't innocent
If it's poppin', I'm in it
Own it all, you rent it
When I talk, you listen
Thirty thousand, I'mma it

Hella in my section
Throwin' on the floor
No, I on the guest list
I walk right in through the
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!)
I'm so turnt up, so up (Get higher!)

Mixing gin up with the
reefer
Got it thinkin' I don't get fucked up
you a believer
Camera's outside, there go Khalifa
No keys, the 69 inside
Cuz my license expired
I'm in my I don't drive
Hit the club and get so
And I don't really know about
But all of my niggas got
I'm payin' for all of bottles
I'm a boss nigga, you think?
Good weed, good drink, better
Fast cars, club owners let us
Grind hard, you don't hard, you'll never know
How it feel, to have a niggas that's real

bottles in my section
Throwin' on the floor
No, I on the guest list
I walk right in 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!)

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