High Rise Lyrics

Picking up slack

That fucking producer tag throw me off

I don't even like that shit

That boy shit off beat lowkey

Picking up slack got me moving with a stranger

I had asked shawty why the fuck she got a banger

She said she a bottle girl usually get off later

She seen that I'm guaped up she think I'm a player

Took her to the high rise ain't much left to say though

I turned on that Xbox I ain't trying to play though

She trying to get turnt up I ain't finna say naw

Imma watch the pillow rub all of her face off

Why you keep asking for percs, you not scared of Fentanyl?

Bitch I know my feelings hurt, I'm a lightskin nigga y'all

Then got Drizzy on the repeat, she said she wanna see me

Then she went got a BF still text and say she need me

Couple hundred and a passport gonna change my shawty time zone

Know her heart in the right place but I'm starting to think her mind wrong

Soon as I catch feelings I buy her Chanel that's the time I'm on

Manipulating my mind you know you slime but you say I'm wrong

Bye, bye, bye put her in high rise that's a upgrade

She can see the whole city from midtown bae check the feng shui

Pull up to my crib I ain't trying to go on no lunch dates

I got problems I like all of my hoes conceited

But I won't take her to Neiman's

All my bitches bad as hell so I can expect that they all demons

And she been trying to ride the boat and she wanna take all of my semen

Hold on, let me put my swimmers in

I got racks like Wimbledon

It's 80 outside still rock coats that got chinchilla skin

And we all on that Casa all y'all bad as fuck

But bae you finer than your potnas

He gonna get drunk around groupies then they going in his pocket

She drop ten racks on her booty then she start acting obnoxious

French tip polish, pardon me Dolly

Rubber band no wallet, dropped clean out of college

Cop tings like a science, pushing P like a potty

Grrt, bitch ain't got no silence text me when you in the lobby

You wilding bae and it's obvious, uh huh

Stingy with this precious time won't give it to no one

Over time I learned good girls ain't no fun no fun no

Bye, bye, bye

And it's obvious, uh huh

Couple hundred in the passport

Over time I learned good girls ain't no fun no fun no

Picking up slack got me moving with a stranger

I had asked shawty why the fuck she got a banger

She said she a bottle girl usually get off later

She seen that I'm guaped up she think I'm a player

Took her to the high rise ain't much left to say though

I turned on that Xbox I ain't trying to play though

She trying to get turnt up I ain't finna say naw

Imma watch the pillow rub all of her face off