Yung Till - High

(Woo)
Yea
(Woo)
Yung till nigga
Ay
I used to play ball, used to play outside
Now the only way to ball, catch plays outside
Unzip round three couldnt weigh it by five
Sold the whole zip aint care to get high
Some niggas stay high but can barley get by
Learn from the next man L like its mine
Spliffin' on the next man L like its mine
Apologies for chief'n i aint used to passin' reefer
Twenty's, fifty's, hundred's money same color easter
AR fifteen and its spittin' like a preacher
Seven go for three when you turn it into tincture
I dont say much but im a really big thinker
Never show my hand i dont even use blinkers
Make a major move nah nigga play it cool
Trap was boomin' through stall wasnt even my school
Get more brain than a high IQ
I was high up in school
I be higher than you

I be higher than high, high, high, high
High high high high
High high high
High high high
High high high
High high high, higher than high
Higher than higher than higher than high
Higher than higher than higher than high

Cant bench three fifty, but I tote it plus seven
Poppin' like a western nigga with my smith and wesson
Fool shit behind just like its april second
Forty five hundred bag cap mount pleasant
She gonn' smoke it all than call me on the seventh
Bad ass bitch body curvy like edges
I was taught to never mix business with pleasure
But dam its a pleasure everytime we do business
I dont condone rat shit, i dont condone snitches
I cant even much let the preacher get a witness
Niggas really goin' broke tryin' look the richest
I just thank God i aint flam like them niggas
I just thank God i aint flam like them niggas
Lost my job told the plug i need bigger
Met a couple caps that was used to payin' double
No spongebob but im blowin' on bubble and it got me high

High high high
High high high
High high high
High high high
High high
High high high
High high high
High high high
I be higher than high
Higher than higher than higher than high
Higher than higher than higher than high

Yo
Nah this, this, this some cookie mixed with bubble but
I got some, i got some za right there in the corner but that shit sold up
I 'bout to go run that shit after i done with this right here
Mhm
Break it and roll
Light it and blow
Mary jane, your my favorite hoe and it got me

High high high
High high higher than high
Higher than higher than higher than high
Higher than higher than higher than high
High
High
High
High
High
High

Written by:
Joshua Tillman

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