High Off Liife (Ariiba!) ft. Jiah'er Lyrics

Yadigg

JSK shit

4W too

Boaw

Yeah, cash on the floor, bet you slip, I might

Blue hunnids to this bitch all night

Rags to the dough, I'm the kid, that's right

Ain't trippin' I been high off life

Turned up the O, I'm lit, bitch piped

No name but you mine for the night

I been out kicking shit out my home

Bitch too bad but I still want her gone

I go Ray Charles on these dudes I can't see em

Been snipin' his girl now he hot in my dm

I got these racks, talking stacks, now believe 'em

I got hoes screaming my name like Bieber

Be basic, I rock all black like I'm the reaper

He wanna be me, I can't be him, go see 'em

New bags at my door, man, we scream out Arriba!

The boy boutta blow, this a JSK heater

I've been making waves before oceans, I'm geeked

Jiah took me to K-Town, I bagged me a freak

Ouu money way

They ain't stacking it up, that's the dummy way

I just ran up new bags up this week

Got these shows jumping, I found the key

While he sleep his hoe still tryna creep

Ain't a secret no more she can put out the leak, delete

Uh hey, I was downtown just spendin' away

Love you baby but you cannot stay

Diamonds dancing, it's BB the weist

My wrist snow in the middle of May

Don't you try me, my boys do not play

Count more money, put feeling away

Healing today, demons by day, come out to play

Cash on the floor, bet you slip, I might

Blue hunnids to this bitch all night

Rags to the dough, I'm the kid, that's right

Ain't trippin' I been high off life

Turned up the O, I'm lit, bitch piped

No name but you mine for the night

I been out kicking shit out my home

Bitch too bad but I still want her gone

I go Ray Charles on these dudes I can't see em

Been snipin' his girl now he hot in my dm

I got these racks, talking stacks, now believe 'em

I got hoes screaming my name like Bieber

Be basic, I rock all black like I'm the reaper

He wanna be me, I can't be him, go see 'em

New bags at my door, man, we scream out Arriba!

The boy boutta blow, this a JSK heater

Catch the flow and slip, I won't

Wanna hang but he ain't from the Fo'

I don't buy designer but I stay with the chrome

High off life, bitch I'm geeked at my shows

The Pillsbury man, know I stay with that dough

When I land in the K, I feel like I'm home

All of these hoes on my nuts like I'm Tatum

He say he got racks but he lyin' I hate him

Arriba! Arriba! I catch him, I hang 'em

Put all my demons in this wood, Ima face 'em

Catch 'em and burn 'em in hell, Ima face it

Pop out in Crocs finna serve a Qpezzy

Kanye been missin' but I'm still wearin' Yeezy

You ain't go to no jewelry store, those are not VV's

This is that gold you can't fake it

No it's not plated but I seein' them still rockin' CZs

Cash on the floor, bet you slip, I might

Blue hunnids to this bitch all night

Rags to the dough, I'm the kid, that's right

Ain't trippin' I been high off life

Turned up the O, I'm lit, bitch piped

No name but you mine for the night

I been out kicking shit out my home

Bitch too bad but I still want her gone

I go Ray Charles on these dudes I can't see em

Been snipin' his girl now he hot in my dm

I got these racks, talking stacks, now believe 'em

I got hoes screaming my name like Bieber

Be basic, I rock all black like I'm the reaper

He wanna be me, I can't be him, go see 'em

New bags at my door, man, we scream out Arriba!

The boy boutta blow, this a JSK heater