Why Lyrics

Why you get me so high

I'm rocking Dior up in the summer sky

Got all the racks but you're taking all my time

You're the rhyme to my rhythm and the rhythm to my rhyme

Sipping champagne no lines pure divine

Got my stores blowing up but it's all my design

Got that in and out money feels like a gold mine

You looking so fine got me crossing all the lines

Why why you get me so high

I'm in my Prada suit and I'm feeling so fly

Focus on my racks but I'm lost in your eyes

Bitch I'm making all these tracks but all I want is a prize

Ay ay we be in the scene

Writing crazy verses bitch I'm living on the dream

Why you hit me up

You be lighting up my screen

Bitch it feels so crazy like I'm living in a meme

Ay ay we be in the trap

I be making raps while Travy cooking bap

Why you hit me up

You be hitting on my staff

I'm going to lay down think I'm finna take a nap

If they say she's fly my mind's on another ladder

Bitch I'm making all the paper but it's her that matters

Drinks cause my success served on a silver platter

In this whole world of cake but she's the only batter

Damn my wealth is fat but my love for her fatter

Living so high like nothing else matters

Why why you get me so high

I'm focused on my stacks but I'm focused on your rack

Baby get me higher than a little bag of crack

First I hit it from the front then I hit it from the back

Why why you get me so high

I want you right now but I don't know why

In a different city I ain't even gotta try

Try new clothes all the ones I'm gonna buy

Ay ay why you look so cool

You know I'm leaving school and I'm headed to the pool

Pulling off the road cause I need some full fuel

Turn to the homies I be asking where the jewel

Why why you get me so high

I know you so bad but I'm really really fly

I'm trying to be the guy to get you out of here

But I don't know why why