Blew My High

This DJ Scream, this Chief Keef, nigga
This that Almighty S-O
This right here a soundtrack for real niggas to ride to
Ayo, fuck them fuckboys
Ayo, fuck them snitch-niggas

I just spent a lot of money, now I'm tired
'Member when I used to fantasize
Got this Nina wit me, you know that she gon' ride
Blow a nigga down, do or die
You scared to go to church bitch, Kumbaya
Them pistols get to bussing, boo-ya-ya
You ain't with the Glo Gang nigga, who are ya?
Steady texting my phone, this just bitch just blew my high

This bitch just blew my high
And I was high off all of these drugs
I walk in the mall and buy out all of these stores
Nigga came out with two bags he thought he was
I was off the dope and I was high of all this lean
Let a nigga try me, I got my Glock forty
It got thirty shots in it, it gon' make 'em scream (Scream)
Hey Sosa, why you so high?
I gotta get high, to balance my low
I'm moving too fast, I gotta pour a four
Spend lots of cash, 'member used to be broke
Sosa, what you got a gun for?
'Cause I'ma shoot when I see my opponent
Shoot late ass nights and early ass mornings
But hold up I gotta roll me a Dutch

I just spent a lot of money, now I'm tired
'Member when I used to fantasize
Got this Nina wit me, you know that she gon' ride
Blow a nigga down, do or die
You scared to go to church bitch, Kumbaya
Them pistols get to bussing, boo-ya-ya
You ain't with the Glo Gang nigga, who are ya?
Steady texting my phone, this just bitch just blew my high