High So Long (Freestyle) Lyrics

I've been high so, so, so long

I've been high so, so, so long

My pupils are decimals

Fuck an extra terrestrial

High, looking down at the rest of you

I cannot mess with you

If the vibe ain't celestial

I got no time to invest in you

Eyelids are commas

I'm out for the gwolla

Like I ain't been stacking them dollars

Up, early mañana

Your girly, she threw me the nana

The shit was bananas

She give me the drama

I drop it like bad calls in tunnels

I'm nothing but trouble

Drop her like bad calls

I'm going through a tunnel

Just popped me a one-up

To get through a struggle

My stomach little sore

From pouring up fours (ahh)

My stomach little sore

From pouring up fours with a funnel

Do I need therapy, don't know

I just got FOMO

I'm scared I'm gone get low

I don't like attention

It's worse when you get known

Walk around the block

And got stalked by some randoms

Bitch, I'm from the land

Of cold murders and 'bandos

From the land where the water is bottled

And bodies bob around in the Flint river bottom

Drinkers can't crawl out the bottom of bottles

Can't crawl out the bottom of bottles

And tweakers is throttling pipes like a Honda

'Cause having two strokes at a time is nirvana

And having one BM uncommon

Draped up, dripped out

Know what I'm talking about

Three in the morning

Get it popping in the parking lot

It's on once again and I never pretend

A homie saying OG 'til the end

'Til the end, 'til the

'Til the, 'til the, 'til the

'Til the