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High Grade (feat. Wndrszn, Amobeatz, Anything With Yusef, Og Fuzzy Beets & MalcolmVX)
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MalcolmVX
MalcolmVX
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Faraih Zinyimo
Faraih Zinyimo
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Jitotwe Tshombela
Jitotwe Tshombela
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Pearson Laurence Banda
Pearson Laurence Banda
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Delman Rahman Matola
Delman Rahman Matola
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Mofenyi Mohutsiwa
Mofenyi Mohutsiwa
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Lyrics

Lil bish smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Whippin lightweight on the highway Back to my place make it jirate Back it up sideways sideways yeah Back it up sideways sideways yeah Smokin that highgrade highgrade Ching ching chong, that Huawei Always Movin, our way Champagne glass fulla Bombay Rollin papers in my Northface Floatin in the sky need more space I'ma kill that pussy that's a cold case From the nightshow smoke all day My Girl foreign Money Foreign Get my money forex (Yea) We do cooperate Haters we ignore them We always ignore them Pull up in that corvette Her Ex Nigga was boring High way, catch me on the High Way Chain to my neck, Friday Where the girls at, my place And Girl you really know where the vibes at Yea She look Madonna She look like Madonna Look how she shinin yeah These shawdies Piranhas Shawdies piranhas Look how they Dey bitin yeah Just look he bitin ye, interior icy yeah They scared to be themselves, the mirror is frightening yeah Less love more Cheques I can't stress on this I gotta put mines first Taking blunts to the chest Vexed! Me I need money and bliss I'm chatting with shawdy like Eish I gotta mines in peace Lil bish smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Whippin lightweight on the highway Back to my place make it jirate Back it up sideways sideways yeah Back it up sideways sideways yeah So high 'bout to meet my maker Guaped up I'm Anita Baked I don't see nobody 'bout to take my place Outside my crib hoes tryna catch babies I'm with the bae still like a vacation That's a birth of a dripped out nation Beat it up, I ain't tryin to save it L.A- Tex I'm kitted, I'm flavored Tell her run it back, throw it back like she tryin' to hurt me Give thanks for the vibe, cold turkey Thump in a E-Class no Burkley No time for the stress niggas stay working She wet like we met bet she tryin' to see what she get She tryin' to chill with the set (Yeah) She tryin' to chill with set She tryin to see what I net Malcolm I'm a Cooligan Chasing that gwap like the running man And I'll be here Serving hits like gentlemen Marvel so hard like iron man so buff like Ape Demand it like I want cake If I'm putting you down you wouldn't escape Oska nchaela ka space It's either you give me that money or it's late Ha o sena di vibe ha re go bate Ha ele gore wa baeza reo gate Ga ele gore wa phapha reo clape Then reo xandela spache Kea dlala ke ipatela skati Tle ke kgone go pusha ko msanzi Lil bish smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Smokin that high grade high grade yeah Whippin lightweight on the highway Back to my place make it jirate Back it up sideways sideways yeah Back it up sideways sideways yeah High grade high grade yeah High grade high grade yeah High grade high grade yeah High grade high grade yeah
Writer(s): Faraih Zinyimo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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