Too High (feat. Max B & 40 Cal)

Boss man Byrd Gang shit ⁣

We highed up Biggavel ⁣

Boss Don ugh Too high ⁣

To get over from ⁣

Puffing this piff this ⁣

Grand Cru got me drunk as a bitch ⁣

Owww too low to get under ⁣

I can’t breathe no more ⁣

And the sizzurp too strong ⁣

I don’t need no more ⁣

Too high to get over ⁣

It’s like I need a G50 ⁣

Get the 40s from Jimmy get the ⁣

Ninas from Swizzy ⁣

Too low to get under ⁣

As long as the street to take me ⁣

And I don’t care what ⁣

**** think of as long ⁣

As we stay caking ⁣

You dont wanna get popped get shot bullets in yo ass

Made the **** scream

Me and the game so intimate

Cop some extra vests's

Since the the job beis your incident

But we all know that ain't real, its like a bitch against Biggavel

That ain't fair, cause I'ma sell her out

Spread her wide and double back

Put her out on stroll and sell her for a couple stacks

Now go blow it all on Clicquot (and remy)

Shorty on the dance floor blowing my meat slow

I fucks with bitches that deep-throat

So when the Feds raid

They swallow all the D and the weed smoke

And you can't see whats under the V coat

My swag so mean I could clutter your cheese flow

I let the sawed off....BLAM THERE YOUR KNEES GO

Lit his BVD’s up where his tees go