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WE JUS WANNA GET HIGH Lyrics


Artist: Future

 

WE JUS WANNA GET HIGH Lyrics

WE JUS WANNA GET HIGH by Future


(80-80-808 Mafia)
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

That nigga know that b**ch he got is mine, mine, mine
That's your b**ch and that's my b**ch too, nigga, don't forget
I was looking out my rearview, finger on the trigger
Switching b**ches like tennis shoes, I damn near forget
I'm in love with my money, baby, I don't want sh*t

Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse
Dog-ass b**ch, she just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho

Send her home to you, she don't wanna talk to you, her brain sore
Grand remarkable, I get dollars like Diego
Grand National, made it skrrt outside the bando
Two Glock 40s, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo
Finessin' a sport, b**ch, hand me the fork, yeah, yeah
Top like New York, b**ch giving intercourse, yeah, yeah
Drop-top Rolls-Royce like I ain't got a choice, yeah, yeah
Bag it up and sell it and go cop me some Screw
Twenty-six Pirellis, put on brand new shoes
Zero below, all this ice, catch the flu

Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse
Dog-ass b**ch, she just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho

I been tryna balance out the money with the dope
Too much drip, b**ch gotta walk around with a float
Messy hoes know this b**ch f**king on a GOAT
They know what come with that ice, Chane'-ne', Coco
I give b**ches a lil' hype and then I adios
I got the midas touch, extended Rolls-Royce Ghost
When I ain't got them hitters 'round, you still can't approach
Don't make me have to up this motherf**ker and let it go
Security for these b**ches 'cause they ain't got no control
Don't make me have to up this motherf**ker and let it go
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh



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