Danny Wolf, Gunna and Lil Gotit - High Profile

Yeah, yeah, let's go
Right on our time, you know how I roll
Me and Lil Gotit, we drip on the road
Slatt Gotit, Slatt Gotit, you know how it go
Mr. Young Wunna don't know how to fold (Danny, I see you)
10Fifty, I love you

High profile nigga, my sneakers two G's (racks)
We lit now, remember we rappin' for fees
My pocket's a maze, got all kind of cheese (all kind of cheese)
I fucked up the belly and don't care the fee (don't care the fee)
Hot like a fire, top off at the light
High as a kite, I don't care the degrees (high)
Niggas get whacked over envy and greed (greed)
My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed (skrrt)

Watch 'cause they plotting, watch 'cause they plotting
Study like science, real niggas dying
Please think again, don't follow this (?)
Ain't taking no chances, I'm striking like lightning
I'm covered in diamonds
She think I'm slow but I know that I'm slimy
Dick on this pole, you can call me your highness
Can't love no more, I'm a muhfucking giant (muhfucking giant)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up in a shark, Great White
I'm a blue snake and I bite (bite)
Chrome Heart crosses for Christ (christ)
I'm stuck in shawty head like lice
Still tryna get my cousin out for life (out for life)
We in the new trap bringing back the rice

High profile nigga, my sneakers two G's (racks)
We lit now, remember we rappin' for fees
My pocket's a maze, got all kind of cheese (all kind of cheese)
I fucked up the belly and don't care the fee (don't care the fee)
Hot like a fire, top off at the light
High as a kite, I don't care the degrees (high)
Niggas get whacked over envy and greed (greed)
My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed (skrrt)

Jumped off the Porsche, yeah, we landed in checks
Z01 push-start, it don't need a key
I put some slimes in his face, he can't breathe
Fucking her best friend, she know I'ma cheat
Wunna put us in a Lamb', we breathe
My youngin' gon' push up with sticks, talk is cheap
I got some Fear of God drip all on me
Diamonds gon' hit, they knock out the ring
We got on Cartier, yeah, with these rings
Gave her a Percocet, she sucked on me
Muhfuck the cap, she cum in the mouth
Threw back an Addy and got in her drawers
Just like a heart, yeah I'm all in her throat
Play with me, choppers gon' rip at his throat
Slatt, slatt, slime, three in a row
My shoes Off-White, they collab' with the goat

High profile nigga, my sneakers two G's (racks)
We lit now, remember we rappin' for fees
My pocket's a maze, got all kind of cheese (all kind of cheese)
I fucked up the belly and don't care the fee (don't care the fee)
Hot like a fire, top off at the light
High as a kite, I don't care the degrees (high)
Niggas get whacked over envy and greed (greed)
My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed (skrrt)

Written by:
Miguel Angel Flores Curtidor, Sergio Kitchens, Semaja Render

Publisher:
Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC

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